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Blood Suckers
In the night when all is gone,
They remain, never leaving
In the day when all is back,
They remain sleeping always
In the peace when all is nice
They are there to open our eyes
In the lonely when all is lost
They show us they love us
In the end when all gods abandon us
They show us we don't need the gods
They are the ones who always give
Even when they give death, it is in ecstasy
They are the Blood Suckers
Just a poem, a freehand written poem. A poem written before work.
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