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Rated: 18+ · Poetry · Gothic · #1437642
a poem about vampires
so you think you know me.... you think

you've seen it all?

think again, look closer and it becomes

clear.

examine the man you know carefully ,and you

see how he started to fall.

all the scars ,indications of all he's been

through, the pain from each burning

away the fear.

each one bringing new life through this

crucible many times has he  been ,each

time much pain hes born , each time hes

born anew .

the darkness slowly creeping through his veins an age old poison w/ no cure,

leaving a mere few. 



the ones who survive are a different breed born from hell itself.... incabable of

feeling anything only hate and pain

to them its their only salvation... they take pleasure in others pain and suffering...

to the victims its their deathbane.

they bare no earthly name,nor do they call

earth their home yet they walk among us

every day.

seeking victims, feeding on the weak..

preying on human souls...they are never

far away.

some call them sons of the devil daemons but

they are not born of hell.

they don't descend from heaven or rise from

the bowls of the earth they are born of

human flesh and blood although you could

hardly tell.

the mark of the beast be not so obvious...

yet look at their neck... there it can be

found.

they prowl the night taking part in a great

hunt...a hunt...bloodbound...

this prey is no easy one smart if not

smarter then the hunters...yet not many

have gotten away...

most take 2 the hunt at night yet some the

elite can hunt well past the break of

day.

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