BloodA Poem by Lestat's daughterNectar of all life on earth, Food for those who crave it. That which gives us life can easily be taken away. Life is so precious, why toy with it?
Some lives are shrowded in darkness, Others are bathed in light. Those souls that are hidden by shadows know how to lure others in. You all ready may be lost to them
To those who's lives still remain in the light, Remain strong against the darkness. Once they have you there's no letting go. You'll end up one of them.
Some don't mind the darkness. Sucking the lives and souls from others. Some people wanted it. I do. © 2009 Lestat's daughterFeatured Review
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