I am Vampire.

He comes closer
to me.
He holds me
in an iron grip.
He looks into
my eyes.
He bites.
He drinks.
He draws his own
blood.
I drink.
I die.
I wake.
I am Vampire.






Poetry by melisha lion
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Written on 2012-09-17 at 15:32

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Ridkash Natz kaif
wow!!
i would love to be a vampire!!!
n I agree wid zalan!!
2012-09-18


Zalan
The vampire came into existence with the strength of your philosophy...
2012-09-18


Nathalia
Aahh, vampires! :-)=
2012-09-18