Bloodlusted

Bloodlusted

A Poem by Tachycardia

I pray in the night,

you're dead in sight.

No litterally, and sometimes,

that sickens me.

I watch you move, I stalk more closely,

You turn your head,

my breathing stops,

you think your dead,

but I'll let you run.

Hurry now, because I'm not sure how much I can control,

all my secrets will start to unfold.

My legs start to move,

I'm trying to hold back.

I can't help it anymore,

I lunge forward, I hear your blood curling scream,

my fangs grow long,

You scream's turn into a dream,

of a sweet song; a lullaby.

Your blood is sweet, like honey,

indeed.

It's lovely.

I'm sorry,

but this... Is me..

 

© 2009 Tachycardia


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Wow...This is good! Just like the Vampire's life. I LOVE IT!!!
Keep it up with the Vampires!!!

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Tachycardia
Tachycardia

Somewhere close, yet so far away, Canada



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