“The blood”
The blood runs deep into my veins,
But I fear it not, for it takes away thine pains,
I hide in the shadows for that one alluring victim,
The one that will satisfy me and my every whim.
As I take him by the middle and puncture into his skin,
I feel the essence of life rushing into me from within,
It boils and bubbles and makes me feel so so alive,
That one little thing… ha! Yes it is like a jive!
I leave my victim to rot and dance around in all of my glory,
My hedonistic tendencies… heh, but why am I to worry?
This blood and flesh and prey and fangs are all I have to live for,
If not for this, than what else? Heaven is so very very far.
I do this every single night, over and over, again and again,
For hundreds of years the same old thing, and it’s better the more I gain,
The more blood I have, the happier I am, yes this is the life for me!
Hey wait a second, what am I saying?? I am the undead, oh what a pity!
A pity to waste such an undead life, on killing sprees galore,
But the pleasure that it gives me, takes over all of my sorrow,
I will admit, I have been consumed by this red crimson fluid and why?
Because the thirst cannot be quenched so swiftly with water, yet the fluid of life will forever satisfy….
By: Vampiress25
COMMENTS
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Firedrake
08:41 Aug 01 2008
pleasure is right!
Dragonrouge
09:23 Sep 07 2012
Me wants new entries in this section!