Sunday, August 7, 2011
Do you think this poem any good?
Vampire As I walk through shadowed eternity I feel the cold breath of immorality. I quietly stalk the twilight looking for love but only nightmares and darkness covet me. Then I suddenly feel the cold grip of death on my shoulders and I start falling........ falling into the darkness of everlasting life.
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