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"I know what else that entails," he sighed heavily. Before I could blink there was a gentle pressure on my forearm, the vampire tracing my tattoos in intrigue. "Symphonies have turned to screeches. The food loses its taste once it hits your tongue. Your fellow humans have become husks like you. It's the only way you can perceive them now. An artist who's lost his eye...”
His words cut deeper than his fangs. He leaned in ever so slightly, his chilled aura freezing all motion.
"Did you still feel that emptiness when I had you in my arms?"
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all of my devotion turns violent
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"I know what else that entails," he sighed heavily. Before I could blink there was a gentle pressure on my forearm, the vampire tracing my tattoos in intrigue. "Symphonies have turned to screeches. The food loses its taste once it hits your tongue. Your fellow humans have become husks like you. It's the only way you can perceive them now. An artist who's lost his eye...”
His words cut deeper than his fangs. He leaned in ever so slightly, his chilled aura freezing all motion.
"Did you still feel that emptiness when I had you in my arms?"
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And I cried. As an immortal, tears fell from my eyes. They were viscous. My hands that caught them showed me they were a light shade of red. My heart weeped as well, like each ventricle was filling itself with my rose-colored tears. Drowning me from the inside.
