-->[VICTIM]-->
Love is sharp;
-------------------Like vampire fangs.
It can pierce you instantly.
Without warning; drain your every bit,
Leaving you cold and empty.
A fate that is much worse,
Beyond desperate & dead,
Is to let you live to be turned,
Into a soulless monster instead.
-->[TRANSFORMATION]-->
Hope is lost;
the light burns you.
You embrace the dark;
nothing is true.
Growing fangs;
you journey bitter.
Your pain circles;
you return the favor.
-->[PREDATOR]-->
Seeking victims to share your fate;
Do or die in this world of hate.
You play innocence to win their hearts,
But in the end; you remind the truth, that....
Love is sharp; --> (REPEAT FROM THE TOP, 3RD LINE)
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Reflections of the Son 2013: Moments of Absence
PoetryThis is YEAR SIX of my collection of poetry made from ranging moods, styles & motifs; each telling a perspective on life, as I, the author, see it. A piece written every week in the year of 2013; totaling at 60 devious deviations with 1 bonus poem m...
