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This poem was created by all the members of the Grigori mentorship. Please enjoy.

Blood Lust

As darkness approaches, i feel the need to feed....
dying slowly... it's blood that i need, I go forth into
the night, searching.
I shall sit in my spot on the crumbled wall, perching..
The wind blows hard, The smell of bloods in the air...

My senses awakened , I hear the heart beating ,
as if calling to me pleading...
The call for my feeding...Is growing hard to bear ,
I spot my victim and they are unaware .

I jump from my perch, stealthy moving forward,
The night is so silent you cant hear a word.
The preys footsteps echo loudly on the street,
For this is my legacy, This is my defeat,

I move in and can smell the blood in their veins,
My taste for your veins, has drove me insane...
I sense them approaching I look in their eyes ,
they shall see what they wish , before they die.

The death in my eye, is a very dark place
All the sudden my heart starts to race
As soon i will appear suddenly in your face...
And end your life in a rapid pace.