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New Kind in Hell

Sinks deeper into the second, third skin.
Drinks in the cold air and exhales priceless poisons.
Flightless fiends in the distance try useless wings to
  Jump
    Fly
      Fall
        Bury me in a deep, warm grave.
Into the Vampire Dance Club that consumes my immortality.
I'll not be taken.
I'll not be willing.
Let me waltz, Mother,
Let me dance.

Author notes

Written behind the high school. Inspired in part by birds and in part by a song I have that I think is called "Vampire Dance Club" or maybe not.

Written: May 24, 2008.

*Edit (or, lack thereof): the title was supposed to read "New Kid in Hell" but I apparently made a typo. I kind of like "kind", too, though, so I'll leave it.

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