- I was born as I am. I know no different life. I am what only I can be. A true blood. I am vampyre and My skin is as white as a ghost from not seeing much sun. I can see in the night as if it were day for you. I have the strength of five men put together. I fly through the night skies like a bird on the wind. I have the fangs of a tiger which I use to feed and drink from the human fountains of life. sucking out their blood. The blood I need to live. The blood wish is the life source to the soul. It flows through me and fills me up inside, quenching my forever hunger and thirst. Like the river flowing into the sea, never stopping. The blood I'm always needing. Taking their life so that I may live. I am forever the living dead.
- by truedarkblood |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 10/09/2008 |
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- Title: the undead
- Artist: truedarkblood
- Description: I love vampires and was thinking about them this is what I wrote.
- Date: 10/09/2008
- Tags: vampire
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- Summer Fallwinterspring - 10/19/2008
- This is . . . this is awful. 1/5 to even it out.
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- truedarkblood - 10/17/2008
- thanks
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- Marvelous-Mistakes - 10/09/2008
- this poem is...so beautiful! 5 stars ! i don't know why no one commented, but they're missing an amazing poem!
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