Coming out of your grave,
To stop the crave.
Walking in the village,
Smelling blood.
Walking under the moonlight,
Because you can’t stand the sunlight.
Rumors
Has passed around.
Saying there’s
A vampire
In town.
Now people are thinking.
Of how to take you down.
So go back to your grave,
You hellhound.
Now they’re digging your grave.
And pulling you out.
Doing decapitation,
Burning you,
To your final destination.
(K.J.F)
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Poetry & Short Stories
PoetryChains breaking Evil rising In this dark valley Breathless Hearts racing Blood pumping As you run Fear is consuming you As evil is coming closer You’re powerless Helpless Give up That’s all you can do Surrender Evil is here Possessing you (K.J.F)
