The Vampire
The shadows make you scare.
You don’t see anything in dark,
Unknown smells in air.
But then you feel that someone’s back,
You try to look around.
Dark person puts hands on your neck
And throws you on ground.
He bites your neck and drinks your life,
Puts fangs into your body.
You take a knife and strike him down.
Your hands are full of blood.
Dark person makes a deadly roar,
He makes a mystic sound.
And in your eyes he starts to burn,
He burns up to the ground.
You suddenly feel a dreadful ache,
You don’t know what to do.
You try your best to understand
What’s happening to you.
You feel yourself like living dead,
You don’t have desires.
And from this night you’re going mad,
Since this you are vampire.
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Марина Фордвэкс 20.04.2007 06:46 Заявить о нарушении
Никита Смирнов 20.04.2007 17:06 Заявить о нарушении