Run, terrified of what your eyes have seen, from what has awoken
Because the smell of blood and what those dastardly lips had spoken
You still hear her words whispered in your mind like a poison
Her fangs dripping in blood captured your vision in their prison
Lungs burning from the frozen air, labored with your fear
You hide from the red lipped monster, to look out later to see if you were clear
You were so concerned with what was out there in the dark
Unnoticing of the figure behind you as she found her mark
A hand clasped over your mouth, muffling your fearful scream
Fangs punctured your neck as you hoped that this was all a dream
It gets colder with each passing moment and your eyes slip closed
The last thing you hear is a muffled laugh reminding you that you have died
A vampire's dastardly kiss and the shadows swallow you whole
Remembrance of these things inraptured your soul
For the night is to be feared with the nightmares of old
This all hallows eve beware, be scared, be bold
The night comes for you when the world comes alive with the dead
Remember those lips, the fangs, and the way you bled
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Poetry Hour!
PoetryI've been told that I wasn't the best at poetry. So I'm just going to start writing more of it in hopes I get better. For those of you who like certain categories the title of the chapter will help you. And please tell me categories I should write a...
