Life As A Vampire - Poem by Casey Lyon
I sleep during the day and walk through the night.
I sleep in a lovely coffin.
I shield my eyes from the sunlight.
I smile as sun sets.
Time for preying on victims of the night.
I start growing my fangs.
I soon feel the desire for pure good blood to keep me alive.
I find a victim and then bite their neck for their tasty blood.
I wipe my mouth as I finish tasting the blood.
SHRIEK, sun is coming.
I run back to my coffin.
I lay down in my coffin and then close the door.
I sleep for another day and out there in the world awaits victims for me to kill.
Who knows, one night…it may be you who is my next victim!
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