It's about a half-vampire in a story I'm writing. In the story this poem is introduced when it is written by Kane's mistress.
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Born from blood, set on fire
Filled with all you heart’s desires
Everyday an endless fight
For this sole creature of the night
Eyes of vengeance, heart of pain
Much is learned, still much to gain
Skills cunning, strength unmatched
The best of us, still only half
Haunted by a gruesome past
Blooded to escape at last
Assistant now for thirty years
Not as hard but filled with tears
Voice of angel, body of beast
Listening will kill at least
Finally you feel her pain
I give to you my assistant, Kane
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