She flaunt her synthetic roses
smiling beneathe the spotlight
but there's more to her than a pretty face;
everyone is just to envious to notice.
Behind the black-rimmed eyes;
beneathe the designer gowns
there's a girl with desires darker than night
and a lust for something sinister.
During the day she's "Miss Plastic"
as pretty as a pageant girl should be
but when the sun sets, she changes
and craves the taste of teeneage masochism.
She trades her crowen for [black] wings
bartering her sash for [lethal] fangs;
the moonlight is her only refuge
and the curse she bears is vindication.
Her [unsuspecting] prey follow the lure;
an enticing offer of decietful lust
but as soon as the man gets close enough
the Angel from Hell sinks her teeth in.
Pint after pint [of blood] seeps down her throat
the light fades from the victim's eyes;
once again her hunger subsides
but the battle between Heaven and Hell rages within her [forever].
Tomorrow she'll paint her lips blood-red
line her eyes with midnight black;
but every night, she becomes Hell's darkest angel [demon]
and has a dirty lust for your blood.
A contest entry
- I Want More Family (prewrites allowed) by SoftlyScreaming.
525 points, ended July 20, 2007, 22 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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this was really cool.. and if this is about you, i like you a lot already.. you seem freakin awesome.. id like to get to know the inner you, and your sn.. so yeah
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i liked this poem,
i loved the story you told, it makes us second gues who the people around us truely are
love&stuff -
oo ooo!
Graphic-ness!!! nightmare worthy talent!
i like the fact that "she becomes Hells dark demon" yet keeps herself in the day. wow....
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Pint after pint [of blood] seeps down her throat
the light fades from the victim's eyes; "
i mean~ i've seen buffy the vampire slayer... but this is MUCH more
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