the vampire cliche

tHe VaMpIrE cLiChE.
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We sang sad
songs the dead
laughed at..
as angels cried,
and meaning
died..

(only to come
back a vampire
cliche.)

GoD wAs
ThErE..

sitting with
a Broken
stare..

watching it
all like a
curious voyuer..
who never
interferes.

and we..
sang songs
that killed
the world.

(but brought
Harmony to
The Spheres.)
_

ThEn I LiT
mY dEvIL
cIgArReTtE..

and the
UnIvErSe
choked..

as LoSt
pHaNtOmS

placed their
Bets!

(on who
could blow
the MoSt
gRiM SmOkE.)

__

and..

we sang
sad songs
dead
lovers
loved to
Hear!!...

(But they'll
never love
again.)

XIII