Vampire's Game

Vampire's Game

A Poem by Donkey!

2003-09-21

I come only at night with wings of fright
I feed on the living, your blood I’m drinking.
After I’m done feeding and after you’re done bleeding,
I leave you on the floor just thirsting for more.
Meeting me is a shame,
Meeting you is my game.
So you better beware, I’m your worst nightmare.

© 2009 Donkey!


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It didn't flow as well as I thought it could've...

"After I'm done feeding and after you're done bleeding,
I leave you on the floor just thirsting for more."

I just loved these lines though! Good Job!

Posted 15 Years Ago

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Donkey!
Donkey!

Jacksonville, NC



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My poems are from when I was in High School. They're old and I was young, and probably could've been written with a better flow, so bear with me. I myself am currently enlisted in the Marine Corps.. more..

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