"...With cold dead, voice her body shivered
trembling fingers,her sight quivered
Fear River flowing across
Scared the thing was to see its lasts
O' Mortal beware of what awaits
the night will come when all night will envelop the day..."
"All the Vampire Feel the same
As the faith dies in Vain
Mutual feelings are held
as we cross this bloody Hell..."
"Sip of love take the shape
as the earth opens the grave
once or twice one dies
everyday lights up a new delight
Blood of tears,often she cries"
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Rhymes of Insanity
PoetryEver wanted to see the mind of a mad person? well you are welcome to explore A book of utter madness, raw emotions, love & loss
