Vampires

by kelly waldron   Dec 11, 2005


Ice cold all alone
turns her blood to slush
the whispers chill her to the bone
tempature rushes

freezeing no one to hold
whats wrong with her
in this kind of cold
you cant feel it :what can i do?

your missing out
it feels great
you ask me what its about
I\'m telling you it\'s fate

It\'s steel feels nice
the metalic tastes cant compare
I\'m telling you being a vampires cool
but you just stare

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  • 18 years ago

    by jello

    Nice...i love vampires

  • 18 years ago

    by xXMyThanatosXx

    Lol. I'm a complte vampire addict. I know so much about them its not healthy... Maybe that is why I find this poem a joke, and amusing, but I do not know if it was meant to come off that way. and yes mon cherei, we all crave and begg for monkey sex

    ~ MY thanatos, My Deathwish