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i see in the night.
i am home in the night.
i watch as they go by me, their lucious blood flowing through their veins.
i can see it... one walks to close, i pounce.
a scream in the night.
i look up from my meal, the blood hot and sweet on my lips as it should be.
another watches me, horrified.
that was when it hit me.
i am a monster; created from another.
the human watches me with wide eyes as i drain the life out of my meal.
i look down at the bloody mass at my feet and realize
i did this, it was me.
i plead with my eyes at the human stil watching me.
she turns around and faints.
i take her, releasing myself from the burning inside me.
i know what i do is wrong, but i can stop.
for now is the time, the turning point for a vampire.
-Sierra
- by Shimmering Corruption |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 10/14/2008 |
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- Title: The point of turnaround
- Artist: Shimmering Corruption
- Description: this poem scares me...i have no idea where it came from...i just wrote it...
- Date: 10/14/2008
- Tags: point turnaround
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Comments (3 Comments)
- Emilie_Aututmn - 07/30/2009
- This is.... Terrible. It's not... I don't even have words to express this. 1/5
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- Zakari Myshiku - 10/14/2008
- Another great poem sister!
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- Ronylin - 10/14/2008
- ... I know that feeling. I wake up and go "O.M.G. I can believe I did that in my sleep...." *shudders* you don't even want to know the things I've done without knowing... difference is, I ain't no stupid vamp.
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