Soft as a petal

[The form and style of the poem inspired by Paul Vincent Cannon]

She was soft as a petal,
yet left me sour,
now a memory remains,
softer than reality,
a petal blood red,
my blood that she drew,
yet can’t fault her,
it is her nature,
as a human vampire,
all is lost
as I find no other like her,
the sweet memories,
oh, no, please no,
they too drain with time,
leaving empty me with empty life.

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