By J.L.Moore
Voracious hunger lurks in shadow
Aghast prey will never resist
Malignant desire for want of blood
Penetrates the vile undead soul
Insatiable thirst this evil drives
Ruination engulfs the innocent pawn
Eternal rest will never be found
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The Life Is In The Blood
PoetryRanked #392 in Poetry 10/29/2016 Featured Story in @_Theveilednight_ Gripping Tales List Original poems, by (as my youngest son says) a 14 year old goth chick living in a 49 year old body. ATTENTION: If you are reading this story on any other platf...
