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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=351121" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Vampire Suicide</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">She walks through the graves, <br>Passing them one by one, <br>They all passed like they should, but she couldn’t, she remained times slave, <br>Even though she whished she could.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She walked by the people, <br>She read the stones like a book, <br>She read them all she knew all the people, <br>She watched as she began to look. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">She looked at their names, their stones, <br>She studied their bitrthdays, <br>She knew them, she knew they were only bones, <br>But still she feels their pain, and what happened in their last days</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She watched in sorrow, in hate, <br>She knew she should be one of them, she should be under ground, <br>She knew that she was supposed to suffer the same fate, <br>But now she wanders through eternity, her fate never to be found</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She stopped at the end of the row one stone catches her eye, <br>She knew this person, this child, <br>She looks at the birth only eighteen years from when she died, <br>Her eyes fill with tears, and her still heart goes wild. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">She knows she has eternity but that’s not what she wants, <br>She is the being of forever, the vampire, <br>“you don’t have to die” her mind taunts, <br>Her heart so cold her mind so wild, her soul filled with fire. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">She drops to her knees the stake in her hand, <br>She lays the teddy bear one the s grave, her grave, <br>She lays unable to stand, <br>Now its not time but that she craves. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">She takes the stake to her throat, <br>She pulls it across her marble skin, <br>The blood appears but not from her throat, <br>She feels eternity fade from her skin. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">She lays feeling holding onto its’ thought, <br>She takes the stake away feeling the burn of the wood, <br>She lowers it to her heart she feels her skin get hot, <br>The burning begins just with a touch of the wood.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She lays in front of her grave with the flowers, <br>And she presses the knife deeper into herself, <br>She feels her body drain of all power, <br>She watches her eternity slip away, as she gets what she wants for herself.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The she never had now came to her side, <br>She held to it like a child to the mother breast, <br>She lost the grip of light and her grip on life began to slide, <br> She let it slip away, away with all the rest.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She watched as it all left her as she died above her grave, <br>She Walked with, she walked by its’ side<br>But now She is no longer times slave, <br>For this is the vampires’ suicide.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Bethany+Maxwell">Bethany Maxwell</a><div class=q>
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Passing them one by one, 
They all passed like they should, but she couldn’t, she remained times slave, 
Even though she whished she could.

She walked by the people, 
She read the stones like a book, 
She read the..."></div>
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