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	Poems and Stories > Vampires Him Poem by Demon Vampyr Child I see him coming towards me His eyes His skin Luminescent in the dark Cold! He turns my head and bites a blissful stinging sensation. My end is near. Death's grip is icy on my neck. Then a hot sticky liquid fills my mouth Sending energy through me. Running down my face like melted ice cream on a summer's day. I begin to Die! Decay! Rot! I now rise when the sun sleeps. He has given me new life. Power! Death! What am I? A Monster? A Demon? A Goddess? A Dark Angel? I see everything. I kill sucking life I live for Death, Hell, I am Death, I am a Vampyr! Him© COPYRIGHT 2005 Demon Vampyr Child. Reproduction prohibited without permission from the author. 08/23/05 Related Category: Vampire Art Publish with Us - click here Free Monthly eZine Features reviewed art and artist sites from around the world, also includes the occasional musician or author. Join the fun and subscribe today! Enter your address below, then click the 'Send' button: (We never ever share or sell email addresses.) Subscribe | Unsubscribe See Also: Individual Authors Literature Copyright Info

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