Qoud noctis Dracula
We heard her weeping, through the night with eyes that blazed, with rueful light and saw those frailing arms curl wild round her dainty, unliv'd child I felt in her morose mourns and wails a love so pure but ominous her troubled breasts where moonlight fell lay being so dainty yet poisonous She beheld upon our happy heart we felt her bloody eyes that gaze had stabbed out mind, left us in a daze and sang a song for hell dwelled earth we saw a smile midst all those tears Tormenting us in all out years - Hridik Kanjilal
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