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Moving through the underworld keeping out of sight
I am one of those creations existing only in the night
Listening for the breathing that shows the type of sleep
That opens up the mind and lets me penetrate so deep
I can take their thoughts, things they'd never ever tell
Manipulate them gently to create a very private hell
Not a single person realises that I am even here
Stirring deepest emotions, feeding on their fear
Discretely so discretely do I impose my will
It being never my intention to deliberately kill
I feed so very carefully tailoring their dreams
Savouring the sweat, thrilling to the screams
I know just when the mind can take no more
Cease my feeding then carefully withdraw
             They give no sign
            That they were mine
               Trapped there
               In nightmare
I am the Vampyre of Emotions taking what I need
In depths of the night mind where I sit and feed

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