Gothic VampireA Poem by LinearA promt/ and a trialIn the land where all hopes and dreams have faded like the early morning mist
When even daylight shrouds you like the darkest night here is where you will ever find my soul
Creeping through passageways damp with the blood of the innocents here is where the screams of the lost and lonely, reverberate through hallowed halls The stench of slowly decaying flesh assaults my senses, I feel the ever present hunger the thirst for that warm sweet nectar that pulsates through your veins and arteries alike
Moving slowly creeping lowly a shadows shifting shape peering through the window pane tap tapping lightly waiting anticipating at your window sill © 2011 LinearFeatured ReviewReviews
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Added on November 26, 2010Last Updated on July 18, 2011 AuthorLinearUnited KingdomAboutDont worry if the sparrow chirps today, Tomorrow the Nightingale shall sing Judge me if you will, not on the words of another who may have their own agenda, but as YOU find me, as YOU .. more..Writing
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