WAYWARD CHILDREN, STICK TO THE SCRIPT. HERE SHE WAS HIDING IN THE FOREST, WANTING ME TO FIND HER, I DID NOT. I SAT, MADE MY FIRE, ADMIRED THE SKY, THE STARS, SHE WAS SAFER WHERE SHE WAS. WHY DO I WRITE IN BLOCK LETTERS?
I SAW IT IN HER EYES, SHE BLED FOR ME, BUT IT WAS TOO LATE FOR A FIRST AID. I THE VAMPIRE, THE BLEEDING DAMSEL SHOULD NOT COME CLOSE. I COULD WATCH HER ALL DAY, HEAR HER ALL NIGHT, DRINK WITH HER FOREVER, BUT… WAYWARD CHILD, STICK TO THE SCRIPT, DON’T VANISH WITH THE VAMPIRE.
THE DEAD BOY MEETS DEAD GIRL, BUT I AM NEMO. HERE TO HOLD ACCOUNT, WHEN FIRES DANCE WAYWARD CHILDREN SHOULD NOT COME CLOSE. I WILL NOT…
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