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Blood be upon your accursed competition! Blood be upon brilliant career! Blood be upon you all! To over-ambitious humans.

A vampire? Bloodthirsty thing?

You are sad, you are in pain, and you cry.
You are blessed.
Because your tears don't bear any stigma.
They make you human, if only a trifle weak.

What if each and everybody directs at you
For your tears?
What if your own pearl-drops tarnish you?

What if your inner You too surrenders
To accept them as your own fault?
What if a helpless You make them pity
Only to mock you from behind later?

This is when blood replaces tears.
More colorful, the ruby-lumps are
Much stronger a liquor.
And you can still smile, if only a facade.

They appreciate the appearance of happy and strong You.
They badge you a warrior, beneath that, a loser.
You yourself have accepted that.

Yes. I am a vampire, and I am proud to be.
Because no human is left without a speck of hope.

Like an animal. I'm trapped. Without any hope of escape.
You all are free, because you all are humans.

Who but a human has a right to live?

Please, no mocking pity or sympathy anymore.
Only the honor of human which I had not while alive.