Bitten

Darla Cooke on May 14, 2009

Tags: bitten, creature, Demon, neck, night, vampire

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I must yield to my wild nature.

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I have been bitten on the neck,

now I must avoid the sunlight.

I can hear howls in the distance.

I’m ready to join my new family,

live among the vampire colony.

You have turned me into a demon,

one with no soul or beating heart.

I must yield to my wild nature,

for I am a creature of the night.

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marisolflamenco on May 14, 2009
My beloved To give you know it that always I enjoy your poetry, but this in particular enchants to me.
Swayam Siddha on May 14, 2009
geez, Creepy
scout on May 14, 2009
Is the next meal seated or to go?? nice work with a bite to it..
cardy on May 14, 2009
I do love your poems you always give me goosebumps loved it
kate smedley on May 14, 2009
I like this a lot, love your vampire poems
Bo Russo on May 14, 2009
Do you want to do an interview?
What did one vampire say to the other?
Hey I’m thirsty,want to go get a bite?
rajeev bhargava on May 14, 2009
that was a really beautiful poem. i loved the sketch too!
Brenda Nelson on May 14, 2009
Vampires could always live part of the year in the north pole, part in the south pole.. of course they never do that, do they?
Ruby Hawk on May 14, 2009
Oh dear, vampires and blood and fangs, deliver me from these creatures of darkness.
rizzei on May 14, 2009
i love reading this though it’s kinda creepy.:) your choice of words are wonderful:)
swatilohani on May 15, 2009
great

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