The Life of A Teenage Girl

This is just me doing poems when I have nothing better to write and I have something that I would like to get off of my mind and onto paper. This might go down at some point or it might stay up until I hit 100. I don't know. But until than Just enjoy getting closer to my soul through words that are o the computer.


3. Vampires

What of the ones that we all call the undead?

What of the ones that we call vampires?

Are they just bled?

Are vampires just angry glanders?

I, the vampire, must make this clear to all,

I need blood, and I need love as much as you need it too.

Vampires do not just kill and maul,

We are not just a dew of the flu that grew to huge for all of you.

Blood is what we need, and blood is not want I can get,

My pale white skin and jaws covered crimson red,

But do not let my friends and threats make you fret,

For we all keep safe from you making our blood spill and turn the grounds into a place for our beds.

We are vampires of the night time.

My time is done for now as the sun comes up and the birds come out to howl and the chimes play there sound.

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