death (angel of it) (deadman102183) wrote, @ 2004-02-11 10:34:00

New poetry
Old one i just found looking through notebook for place to write new one

Gothic Life
"Vampiric Life"

All the night I cannot sleep
I hear, I see, I smell and taste the blood soon to seep
I am a creature of the darkness I fear
I (enjoy and feed/take pleasure) in every scream I hear

I have lived so long only taking lightly
of any blood I can find that shines brightly
As you have probably guessed
The word Vampire describes me best

I sleep during the day while others walk
for the sun will burn me like a fire
During the night is my time to stalk
I will hunt my prey and will never tire

This I fear is my damning curse
My victims will join me after they are taken to the yard
After all the people have left, and so too the hearse
Then they will join me, and be my bard

Second Poem I will post in about a half hour.

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