Blood Drinker

April 2, 2009
Liquid blood
Sharp fangs
Approaching my neck, Cross in my hands
I drive the Blood Drinker back,
The cross falls and the Blood Drinker is back
It smells blood
Liquid blood
I can’t see the fangs
Its sharp, sharp fangs
I do not know why,
But I like it
I like the blood.

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xXxFallingTearsxXx said...
Apr. 24, 2009 at 1:10 am
I like this poem! great job, you should check out mine!
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