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Coffin closed there I lay. Mouth sewn shut with thick black thread, Stiff cold body sleeping with the dead. Silent screams and rustling leaves, Making the living beg to bleed... Seldom does the sun rise hear, Hate cradles hostility, that brings fear. Even though I’m empty in heart, I find joy hunting in the dark. In the dark my fangs grow. In the end mortals go. Darkness creeps up and snatches your soul. Mercy for you...your life will never take toll. Bruises scratches cuts and scrapes comes from my strong overtake. Bites leaving my victim deeply drained. Leaving my life crashing and my heart pained...
Posted on: Sat, 22 Jun 2013 06:57:37 +0000

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