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Disclaimer: Don't own the characters, so don't sue me.
How red your lips are
Against your ivory skin.
Like blood shed on snow
Like the anger within.
Your eyes, how they burn!
Full of hate, full of fire.
But under the darkness
Lays so much desire.
Your heart, black and cold,
Has long since stopped beating.
But it isn't quite dead,
Though life may be fleeting.
A glimmer of light
Brings a sparkling revival.
Your tortured soul speaks,
And it cries out, "Survival!"
Look into my eyes,
And be saved from your fate.
For a chance at new life
Comes never too late.