![]() VampiresA Poem by Ocularfracture![]() Lame, gothic poetry.![]() The moon is full and
shining down, The sky is dark as
coal. The stars are shining
pure and white, So much unlike my
soul. With every breath
that I inhale, I feel my darkness
grow. Despite how hard I
try to fight, So smooth, it seems
to flow. With distant thunder,
I can feel My insides start to
burn. And for a tiny taste
of blood My body starts to
yearn. I pull my coat around
me tight And walk against the
wind. Inside my head, I
slowly pray, “Forgive me; I have
sinned.” The raindrops come so
suddenly, And then, my face is
cold. Then, suddenly, a
flash of light, There’s lightning to
behold. A figure floats
across the road, I clench my teeth down
tight, Then, duck into the
shadows, And prepare myself to
strike. © 2012 OcularfractureAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorOcularfractureBennington, NEAboutI've been writing since I learned how. I'm not saying that 5-year-old work was any good. All's I'm sayin' is that the passion has been there as far back as I can remember. My mother always read me sto.. more..Writing
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