Clawing The SkyA Poem by Tina KlineVampire.The pain is intense
when the moon rises high blood full and red their eyes seem to bleed more alive now than dead The blood thirst rides them hard it drives them from their coffins eyes seeking in the crimson night their fangs ache to pierce living flesh they seek relief in the blood red light No one is safe when they are hunting shadows conceal them from their victims everyone is their hapless prey when the blood moon slides up the night sky the night embraces their thirsty ways © 2012 Tina KlineFeatured Review
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StatsAuthorTina KlineORAboutWhen Venus gets too close catfish have been known to come up out of the water onto the shore, feed awhile, then go back in. It's business as usual in the Apocalypse. And business is very good right.. more..Writing
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