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If you were a Book You'd be too many Pages— No one would dare to read you Except me—in short Stages The Words on your Skin Would be written backwards— To symbolize your backwards Mind— And on each Bone, new Chapters I'd put a bookmark ribbon Between your Heart and your Lungs— So I'd know how to find the Pages Of the life you lived once.

Though I'm grateful For the hearts that we've saved, We give all but there's nothing we take. So read my lips as I say This life that we follow Isn't the life for me. Watch with your brown eyes As I escape, because I can't stay. And Darlin', I wish you could hear The pounding of my heart in my ears Oh Darlin', why aren't you here? Because it's a small town And there's no place to be. Oh Darlin', in here, we're nobody. Your innocence makes you ignorant Of the pain buried beneath the skin Of this sleeping town. But I lie awake thinking That there's nothing for me here but you. And Darlin', I wish you could hear The poundin

The vampires had announced themselves to the world. At first, all went well. Sure, some humans didn't like the vampires and their way of "living", but they got along. But when the vampires became tired of being obsessed over by humans and being hunted left and right, they went against the humans and hoped to wipe them out, and start the world anew. Some vampires sided with the humans and helped them... But no one could stop the Vampire Apocalypse. For Harlem Pell, the Apocalypse was just another excuse for her human birth mother and vampire step-father's feuding to quickly get out of hand. So Harlem escapes one day into her destroyed cit