This isn't actually a poem, it's a heads up. The next three poems are ones I wrote about three characters in a tv show because I enjoy torturing myself and other fans. These poems should be read all together for them to have the best flow and connection. Even if you don't watch the show you can read them, but there will be some references you might not get unless one of your friends is a Hunter or you are on Tumblr. For those who do watch Supernatural, enjoy the pain and see if you can match the characters to the poem.
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When The Blood Ran Black
PuisiWhen my demon decided it wanted out, there was nothing I could do to stop it. I could only watch as bloodied claws pierced my skin and shadows leaked through my eyes in black teardrops. It wanted out, and I was content to let it roam. >>>&g...
