The Night Hour
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by Michelle Booher (New Wilmington) |
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The day I saw you was the day you died,
The day you would rule the night by my side.
I hunted you for months,
Observing the way you thought.
When I thought you were ready I pounced,
I bit into your neck, you screamed in fright.
Withered in pain, but you didn't put up a fight.
When I gave you the first feed, you took it greedily.
When it came to your second feed you were a newborn.
When I was teaching you, I thought of you as a child.
Now that you are fully grown, you have remained loyal to me.
Blood shed every night, With screams of terror and fright.
Bodies everywhere, Smell of blood in the night air.
Your growing to our customs, you are learning quick.
But remember my dear newbie it was you I picked.
The night has gone and past, its time to rest.
There will be another night hour to feast upon the living.
Till then my child and my student I bid you farewell.
Come find me again when it becomes another night hour.
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| Date Added: |
July 04, 2011 |
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Aja |
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