(2 of 3) Once Turned

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Now that I've turned the desire grows strong

Following my mistress is where I belong

These cravings inside are all so new

And now to my kind I must be true



Gloriously soaring in the black of night

Looking for prey so I may take a bite

The thirst overwhelms my minds control

Needing to feed on somebody's soul



But wait for I hear my mistresses call

To her I must prevent no harm to befall

She I must protect at all unworldly cost

Without her I would certainly be lost



I soar to her side and I join in her task

Her aid she requires with no need to ask

We swoop down and slaughter side by side

Laughing as they attempt to run and hide



This battle endures for hours and hours

With little fatigue to our vampire powers

Once ended she knows how I've grown

Releasing me again to soar on my own

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is a follow up piece to "Turning Point".

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