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 Collapsing all around me, my world of tumbleweeds
 deeds that go unsaid, and things that I need
Would you call it a need or maybe just a game, Taking others lives,
Sleeping during the day.
Night falls upon me as I raise my pretty head,
  I dress up for the evening, I dress up for the dead.
 I watch their bodies fall swiftly to the floor,
as I lay them in their bed, my body yurns for more,

More scratching
More screaming
More tearing of the skin
More biting
More eating


Taking their life in;

More blood to drink as I dine on their life,
 I am a vampire and this is my fight.




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On Tuesday October 28th, 2003, Johny_D_Lewis (603) writes:
mmmm my cunning lil vampress good write


On Monday September 29th, 2003, AlluringDescent_darkbride (763) writes:
I think I've finally got tired of vampire poems...I'm not even interested in writing them anymore. How horrible...


On Monday September 29th, 2003, SilentStalker (1318) writes:
...so creepy...I like it...keep writing...I love it... -Darun



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