Misunderstood vampire begging for a stake through the heart
trying to make nice make light of the moment spare everyone’s feelings
and still they come at you with pikes and torches.
A mob shows no mercy grows one by one via a vector direct from you
it is a plague and you are patient zero you are a viral revulsion
infected and infecting the instant you look one other dead in the eye.
You should have been true and direct
the kindness you exhibited was really your need to be liked and accepted
it seemed like a good way to avoid being burned at the stake.
Bloody good.
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Thank you!
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Sure, let me just light that pyre for you.
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Hey Mr., can I bum a light?
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