Death arrives soon mid morning light,
facing a vampire's plight.
Dark nights to wander quenching her thirst,
walk into morning sun burst.
For immortal life her soul was sold,
in veins her blood runs cold.
Slave to the night as moon shadows creep,
as the warm blooded sleep.
Lost her passion she is ready to die,
sun rises into the sky.
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A contest entry
- Melanie Masuth Picture Inspired #7 by PhantomsAngel87.
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What did you think
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I love your take on the picture, the loniess left in the suns light as she wonders.
Amazing write
♥
Thank you & Best of luck
Stay safe
~Manda
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ooooh. I really like it. my favorite part: For immortal life her soul was sold,
in veins her blood runs cold. I love vampires and I think you did a good job describing this life -
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Great Comment
Thank you for this great comment. So glad you enjoyed reading my poem. You take care.
Sandy
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Nice!
Very good take on the prompt, fellow poet. "For immortal life her soul was sold, in veins her blood runs cold." Great lines there.
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Nice Comment
Hello my friend, So nice to read your lovely comment. You have a nice dasy.
Bless You,
sandy
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LOVELY!!!!
A vampires walk into morning light!
A lovely little write! 
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Wonderful My Friend
Hello Kevin. Thank you for this nice commentA pleasure to hear from my dear friend. Hugs and Smiles,
Bless You,
Sandy
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What a lovely work. Rhyme pulls the reader and moves the poem forward. The vampire losses the
desire to live forever and to die in the morning sun. Captures the reader and is compelling to hold the reader to the last line. Well done
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Great Comment
Hello my friend, Again I thank you for reading my poetry. I do appreciate your thoughts on my work. You take care.
Bless You,
Sandy
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