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Drink

Falling through the nights sky
Slowly I began to see
Drifting between the land and stars
watching my last meals blood drop
Everlastingly to the far below ground
In to the abyss.

She was a beauty
Blond white hair as long as can be,
When that silky skin creature cried stop
I saw the way her body dropped
Then thinking of when my veins will feed again

Fear is in my mind
Her beauty was no match to my hunger
Deep saturating blue eyes
Holding a fragile dieing girl in my arms

"If you let yourself die today,
I will show you the world in a new way."

Screams ripped out her body though-out that blistering cold night
I know the fear in those eyes.
The thoughts running through her mind
Would she like to die before me
Or bare the agony of eternity
Of being not the rose of fantasies
but something as grotesque as me

Silver threads of light
pierce my mind
My hunger is putting up a terrible fight
She must choose either love me or leave me
To die here or be me

Her pink gown blows out in the air
gales blowing continuously
I remind her that either way has to be

"Your dieing, You have but minutes to survive."

My long Wolf like nails press to my vein
Blood slips like a steady stream of water down my arm
Drink me and I'll take away the pain
She looks at me knowingly

" I love you, I do. Yet well we know that when we are the same our love will be gone.
I will be gone and left behind will be a shadow of your soul remaining within my dead body.
A simple manisfistation of your lost lust."

Tears sting my cold face
Putting a hand on her shoulder.
I look upon the death I created.
A howl attempts to break me
but I hold on as before me I can see

crimson tears through her silver hair
weakness grips her body
I hold her close
understanding finally that this was never meant to be.
She will never be enslaved to me

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  • J McSANE
    July 28, 2007
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    i have never read this,i like em personal but this is good


  • Amber Rose
    May 11, 2007
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    Wow

    that was wonderful! moving, dark, sad... beautiful write!


  • whipped rose
    April 26, 2007

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    Judges Opinion

    This is an excellent VAMPIRIC poem. Trully illict! Teh imagery is absoloutly astounding and the wording is very well thought out. Repetition of the word "die" really brings to life the vampire and the situation between an eternity of living death and nothingness. The flow is also well though out, all the stanza's are balanced and the talking in between stanza's just adds effect
    CONGRATS on a WICKED POEM and Best Of Luck