What does it mean to be alive?
Or should I take a dive?
Give me a high five
Or should we take a drive?
Do I exist?
Did I come through a mist?
Could I resist?
Did I have someone to assist?
I suck people's blood
But my hungrier is coming like a flood
My teeth are like a stud
Piercing through to a mortals flesh
I hate garlic
Since I was a bud
But people were threatening me with flame forks
Waiting for me to be dead
Although I should have the credit
As I'm already dead
Just place me in a coffin
While you enjoy your muffin
I should learn to toughen up
Next time I'll drink your blood in a cup!
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My hobby: Poetry
PuisiThis is what I do in my spare time or whenever I feel stressed and overwhelmed in life. This is what helps me overcome anxiety and stress that I face on a daily basis. This is what helps me to deal with my emotions and to avoid bottling them up. Thi...
