from
the west side of town,
near the cemetery.
she was always dressed
in black,
very pale skin,
which i didn't mind at all.
great teeth.
a little on the skinny
side though,
she could a sandwich
once in a while
i never saw
her during the day, only
night
and she had to be home before
sundown. it was fun
for a few months,
but then she flew away
leaving me with strange
bite marks on my neck,
feeling weak and numb.
not unlike the one before
without wings.
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