I love to slit the throats of the roses,
Bleed them dry.
Till they lie lifeless in the shadows.
Their petals brown and dead,
They crumble when I reach out to touch.....
I can crush them easily beneath my feet,
Rip them apart with my fingers.
Shreds of the broken flowers
Fall softly to the ground.
Their souls crying
Like the whisper of the trees.
Like the crying of a lost heart.
Like the dying mortals around me.
I love to slit the throats of the mortals,
Bleed them dry...................
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I found this one on alt.vampyres newsgroup..