Finger prints

I didn’t do it, I swear.

It smelled so good.

I didn’t do it, I’m innocent.

I craved your blood.

I didn’t do it, I deserve to be free.

It tasted ever so sweet and was warm to the touch.

I didn’t do it, this is a false accusation.

I couldn’t help myself.

I didn’t do it, I’m not guilty.

It keeps me alive in any way imaginable.

I didn’t do it, I had nothing to do with it at all.

You can’t blame me, it’s my nature and thrives within my genes.

I didn’t do it, I’m an innocent soul.

When I sunk my teeth into your pretty, warm flesh, I was immediately aroused by your inner and outer beauty.

I didn’t do it, I would never do such a thing.

Your screams made you just made killing you that more desirable.

I didn’t do it, I didn’t do anything wrong.

Now you will be mine forever. 

I don’t regret the decisions I have made.

Trickery brought you to my domain.

I say that I’m innocent, not guilty, or that I didn’t do anything wrong.

When you see it from my view, the view of a vampiric bat, you’ll understand.

I’ve been a very bad bat and I don’t regret it.

Committing sin is an addiction.

An addiction that I could never shake off.

I wouldn’t have it any other way.

You’ll be mine for an eternity. 

Bloodied hands is a mark of my beauty, dignity, grace, and love.

I’m grateful for this gift, aren’t you?

Alex

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