Vampiric
The metalic taste of blood,
drips off my very tongue.
Your flesh so bittersweet,
tastes like honey-coated meat.
Into the mirror's gaze,
I look beyond the glass.
I see no future,
For I have no past.
There is no reflection,
to be heard and seen.
For a creature of the night,
I have always been.
poem by Mandy Lee
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