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Ice Vampire |
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Kira Aso Member
since 2006-09-26
Posts 351Closer to Hell... |
Smile a smile, cold and sad Frigid winter biting and mad Your icy fingers trace a path No one dares, no one wants your wrath To your lair there is no map Yet your victims always fall into your lap A young man walking in the freezing snow In a land where nothing can live or grow You call to him through the trees A voice so chilling in the winter breeze He looks around to see nothing there Then he looks up into your glassy stare No time to scream. No time to run. Not even time to reach for his gun. So white is she that she seems unreal But her hands, how cold they feel! Her victim he is not the first To fall prey to her unending thirst The apparition that calls men to their doom Living alone in her castle so frozen with gloom Alone and waiting for the warmth of another Then only to whisper in his ear “ I’m looking for my brother”. |
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JenniferMaxwell
since 2006-09-14
Posts 2423 |
You don't want critique either so I'll just say I read your poem and thank you for the comment on mine. |
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Kira Aso Member
since 2006-09-26
Posts 351Closer to Hell... |
Thankyou Jennifer! I really don't mind if you find something wrong with it!!! I much rather know!!! Please keep writing! |
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