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His Victim
written by KaoticKitty8705:15 AM 12/12/04I was walking late one night
looking for death, no one in sight
my name was whispered, then silence
I turned around slightly frightened
I saw a shadow, then gleaming eyes
my brain screamed "run, be wise"
he grabbed my arms and pulled me near
then a biting pain that started to sear
he let me go, unscathed
for a moment, I thought I had been saved
he said he would return one year from now
he said he would return, this he vowed
one year later, he did return
I felt that old pain start to burn
I fell in his arms, locked in lust
in him I placed all my trust
he kissed my neck then sunk his teeth
love he sought, death I seek
he held me tight as he withdrew
all my blood and memories I knew
he held me tight as my heartbeat slowed
he said he would never let me go
he tried to turn me but it was too late
I died in his arms, lost to fate |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by your_broken_whore (12-12-2004 - 05:25 AM)
| At first I was like, Anne Rice or what? But the end was completely opposite of what I expected. Great stuff! |
by KaoticKitty87 (12-12-2004 - 05:39 AM)
| Yea Im a huge Anne Rice fan |
by cutupangels (12-12-2004 - 07:26 AM)
by (anonymous) (12-13-2004 - 11:33 PM)
by socialoutkast (12-18-2004 - 11:07 AM)
| I loved it. Twas a nice change from the usual bad luck I have with finding a good poem on here. |
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