The vampire

A Poem by Bloody Ceca

The Vampire

I need to run

Run from the monster

The beautiful monster

He's chasing me

His skin is white as snow

His hair is black as night

A dead is running fast

With no mercy in his eyes

He feeds on blood from others

When the sun has disappeared

His humanity is resting

Deep inside his heart

Gone when the sun is rising

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Added on April 6, 2011
Last Updated on April 6, 2011

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