Vampire

Where we trek
       There they stalk
    For the bloody bits for their keg
Minds scheming vicious plots
Hitting, piercing, sipping and then draining….
The very life of our pay-in!

We own the fort
    The vessel of their being
But we lost our thoughts
     The very roots of our paradise unseen
That, the vampire’s own leeway
To slowly sip our very lives away.

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