SurvivalA Poem by Little Amy LeePoem made on the spot =]As I walk down this empty street, All the faces, I pass and meet I know everyone looks at me, They glance around, and what do they see?
A vampire lost in the middle of the night, No one comes close, as they think ill bite Ill hurt anyone I come upon, I can help this, whats done is done The blood fills my body with pure delight, As I hibernate away, through the daylight Tmorrow night will be the same, This is survival, not just a game!
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4 Reviews Added on November 29, 2008 Last Updated on December 5, 2008 AuthorLittle Amy LeeSkegness, United KingdomAboutI have this addiction, this addiction to write. To let all my feelings out. I could spend all day writing and due to this fact I made this account. I upload whatever and whenever I get the chance. .. more..Writing
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