I am a vampire.
But it isn't what you think.
I am a vampire
because I cannot sleep.
I don't bite other people's necks
I don't need their blood to live.
But my bed is comfy in the morning
all I want is to sleep in.
I am a vampire
but i'm only one in name.
If vampires were real
i would be a shame.
I can walk into a church
and the sun wont make me burst.
Garlic will not wound me;
The rising moon begins the party.
The stories are getting boring,
maybe they are tired.
But hey, what the hell,
I'm a vampire.
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