The Vampire crouched down
Awaiting its very unique prey
He has laid out her new gown
When she sees her face turns ash grey
His smirk is almost as bad as a bite
His eyes almost like a mirror
His grip is oh so tight
His glistening teeth grow nearer
Her skin turning pale
Her screams go unheard
Her body becomes frail
Her seen world turns blurred
And her mortal life is over
But a new is just began
And now she has no owner
She can make her own plan
She awakens from the dream
And wishes and wishes no one
had heard her scream
when that night so begun
A contest entry
- Deep Dark Thoughts by ApatheticDeviant.
330 points, ended August 11, 2007, 57 entries
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Comments
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i loved reading this poem it flowed and had a nice use of words...good luck
~Wolf~
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