CRIMSON WHISPERS; left my heartbeat & your last breath. 🌘🩸
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There’s a glass of cold red waiting, and it’s not wine.
I don’t bite—unless you ask twice.
Call me by dusk, and I’ll write your name on fogged mirrors in candlelight.
Vampire, Archel 🖤🦇🕯
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