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The Sin’s of Are Love by Joe Fielding 08-15-09©
She is hiding, in my home.
She is a creature, all her own.
A blood thirsty creature, she holds my heart.
The more...only sure feeling, I hold in my life.
Her love draws me closer, hour by hour.
She opens her eyes, when it gets dark.
She rains down her love, all around me.
My happiness comes alive, when she is by my side.
She's a vampire.
She keeps to the dark.
The sins of are love.
The affection of my blood.
Out come my feelings, when the light sends her away.
I wish to be like her, a creature one day.
Loving her forever as we worship the night.
Loving under the moon, as we feed till the mornings light.
But as I was away, during the day.
Some one vandalized my house, and they took her away.
They never new she was sleeping, in the box.
Hiding in the cellar till night fall.
She's a vampire.
She keeps to the dark.
The sins of are love.
The affection of my blood.
Now comes there pain, when she awoke from her box.
She opened the door and the screams soared.
She feed for a while, and then she flew away.
I herd a scratching on my window, hours before day.
I pulled her inside, I kissed her lips.
She said come with me, and I said yes.
She drank from my neck; I felt stiffness in my chest.
Then I awoke with her, by my side.
Now we are vampires.
We keep to the dark.
The sins of are love.
Make us thirsty for blood.X2 less
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