Blood Poem by Alicia Roseberry
Blood
the sick matalic smell,
the oozing redness,
might be poisened,
but who knows,
my eyes,
fierce red,
my hair,
sweet gold,
i feel the blood,
oozing down my throat,
i hear the screams inside my head,
my victem lying dead,
all his blood,
now being spread,
all accross the ocean,
dead blood.
all i got to say is that i have been watching way to many vampire movies lately! :)
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5/7/2024 8:23:49 PM # 1.0.0.1119
lol lovely ending.