Spell bound enchanted by words from a mistress
Soulful yet condemning in a curious sense
Unknowing of the plot you feel no distress
But for your incipience there's an expense
A soul is nothing to barter with
Hence the warning wrapped around her lips
You must heed the cautionary from your kith
Before she drinks you up in sips
A blundering fool falling for vampiric whores
Just the target she's been looking for
There will be no pity in hell for a soul like yours
So evade her as I've said before
Author notes
#14
A contest entry
- ~Dead is the New Alive~ OPTIONS CONTEST by Figg.
450 points, ended March 19, 2008, 30 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Pre-writes & Fresh Writes by LadyUnique.
400 points, ended March 7, 2008, 56 entries
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Comments
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this is pretty cool. i like the rhythm it held
thank you for entering and best of luck
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