In Memory...

I wrote this when I was in 8th grade and have never changed a single word of it.... by my standards this is the best poem I have ever written...

By day he slept,

By night he came,

My own personal vampire,

my friend and secret love.

Sweet and gentle,

He held me close,

But, sadly, it could not last.

Death claimed my love,

Ripped him from my arms,

Forever, my secret vampire,

Shall walk the darkness alone,

Until the day I rejoin my love.

Although he's gone,

I feel his touch,

I hear his voice,

My heart aches for him,

But until I join him,

I move forward,

But always,

In memory,

He's always with me.

The End

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