Creature of the night
Creature of evil
With a lust for blood not seen by man
Blood is its life source
Sunlight burns it and silver it shuns
You feel its teeth dig into your neck
you feel your blood leave your body
Fear grips your very core
soon you will be one of them
Death is better than being a creature of the night
Your sight is enhanced allowing you to see cars
and little things that hide in the dark
The smell of an innocents blood nearby
nearly drives you insane
You can hear the sound of flies and birds flying around.
Other smells like garbage and hot tar
are faint unlike the blood
what will it taste like?
Metallic? sweet? flowery?
As you bite your first victim everything you once knew is gone.
You have begun anew.
A contest entry
- The Vampire Girl(poem or story, both allowed) by Eveybodys-FOOL.
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this is really good
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Very gripping. You explain yourself as the 'creature of the night' perfectly.
You show the creatures emotions at the start. Sort of like a before and after shot.
Wonderfully written!
Jezz -
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thank you very much
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this poem is amazing. so dark, yet the whole idea is written so that it almost seems beautiful. i dont know if you meant it to be that way, but well done. this is really good.
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a good dark and twisting poem penned, ah the vampire, stalking the shadows through the night's fragrant realm. searching for a victim so it can drink. i am sorry if my words are too big for you, but i can not dumb down myself.
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