Dark Poetry #4 |
Foresakened gift |
Sir_Vampire Member
since 2007-06-12
Posts 96Johannesburg |
the sun flails our bare skin like a worthless slave it hates us for what we are they all hate us for what we are they dont hate us because they despise us they hate us for the power we have the power that they desire we are creatures of the night we are vampires neither living or dead the living hate us for our immortality the dead hate us for our mortality we are the bloodthirsters the taker of lives the givers of immortality but the price of immortality is high sun eats our flesh silver devours it wood disentergrates it but that is nothing compared to the power! the freedom! but alas my time has come the dawn rises red as red as the blood pooling at my feet... my blood. you watched me bleed you watched me die you watched me not even a bat of your eye |
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midnightdreamer Member
since 2008-02-03
Posts 309Roy,ut |
great poem. midnightdreamer |
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firestorm Member
since 2008-02-26
Posts 109 |
would love to hear more about this..... |
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Britt_Brat Junior Member
since 2008-03-05
Posts 37Knoxville, TN |
what made you think of this poem im lost in a world of love |
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