* Buried Deep Into The Tombstone *

  A vampire tombstone is bruied way down deep in the



   shallow ground is guarded & protected by a stone



       walls of marble that can not ever be moved



       by   the  possesion of any humans hands for



      her luxury is sleeping into the late midnight



     hidden away from the viewing eyes of the public ,





       My black shades are my disquise from all

    

       of the people walking all over this earth ,





My fangs are craving for something more than just any drink





there is no thirst quencher than can take care of this &



chicken & mouse blood is not enough to please this vampire



s needs for her immortality forever continues to live searc



hing for a man s blood that is soothing for this womans lips .



Written By GT . August 8, 2005 , About the life of a vampire *

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This poem is about the
life about vampires they
are so amazing to speak
    of they have interesting  lifes do u
think ? they sleep into
the midnight and they
drink blood to stay alive but the only bad
thing about being a vampire is the stake in
the heart that suxs :*(.

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Free_Spirit's picture

:)..i dont think them having a stich in the heart is a bad thing... at least that stick kills but doesnt hurt them the way it does toi us,,i think what i say makes sense;)..i wish i could die without feeling DEAD as a betrayal stick comes strait to my heart!


a Damaged crazy soul

Mikiko Bazeley's picture

Great poem! Vampires rock my socks!