Lostdeadsoul Poem by Evey Vendetta

Lostdeadsoul

He is a lost dead soul,
He is everything I want and more,
He is the twinkling stars I see at night,
The beautiful moon that lights up the night,
He is what makes the darkest room light,
He is what shows me the darkness is not a fright,
In the dark id take his hand,
Without a doubt walk through the land,
Fearlessly hand in hand,

Near or far nothing will keep us apart,
We will fight for this love that lives in both of our hearts,
His heart was dead it beat nevermore,
He said I made his dead heart beat once more,
He is still a lost soul,
But is no more a dead soul,
He has found his angel of the night,
As I have found my vampire of the night