I am a stranger, I search high and I search low.I am a stranger everywhere I go. I lurk at night. I am such huge fright. I search for the one thing I need. Blood is my need indeed. It's sweet taste feels my soul with pleasure. It makes me moan out in satisfaction.
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Stranger
12:33 Aug 19 2011
Your name's not Stranger! I have no blood in my candy van too. STRANGER DANGER! :P
Sorry for this bad comment on your poem. Couldn't help myself.