with blood drawnin, i walk the cold
streets every midnight I gaze around the dark
tunnel & i hear nothing a shadowly figure appears
& he clinches me tightly close to him as he can not
resist not to leave a kiss upon my neck with blood ,
drawnin two teeth marks greet me to a new after life .
* this poem is all mine *
This is good work...its short, sweet and right to the point...i like it!!