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Blood drips down fro the mouth,
Scarlet eyes shine darkly down,
Deep within a moonlit night,
Never having felt such fright.
Racing through the trees alone
Hoping to be able to return home,
To go back to the time,
Where none is forgotten or left behind.
As with death claims one at night,
To be left behind and forgotten
Forever to rot and decay away
In the hell of the abyss.
Eyes moving back and forth,
Seeing clearly through the dark
Teeth growing ever sharp
Death has lost and the prey has won.
But the prey is now
And forever will be
A cold-blooded predator,
A blood drinker for all eternity.
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My Halloween Poems
PoesíaThese are poems about the inquisitions that I wrote with a kind of Halloween based themes. Don't steal something that isn't yours, and that includes this poem. **I do not own the picture I used for the cover. If you want to view the author, and more...
