Skin flakes away
as I day dream
in my horror show.
Dreaming
of blood
to make me
whole again.
The night is coming.
Soon I may transform to eat.
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Comments
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a good opening - i like the dark aspect of skin flaking, makes me think of zombie films. with the rest of the poem though i am thinking more of the vampire with blood, and whole again. a good penning.
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