His eyes burnt with eternal fire,
Destroying motivation and desire.
He never knew how to use his eyes,
All he saw were deceit and lies.
His teeth were sharp and good to bite,
The little children’s necks at night.
His blood is poison, his hart of steel,
He doesn’t care what we feel.
We think Satan serves him from above,
Yet all he needs is anyone’s love.
Please tell me what you think
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This is an interesting piece. Are you describing a devil or a vampire or something else? I like the rhyme. It flowed with ease. It can be a little longer to tell a mopre complete story.
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