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Blood red tears by michelle p noble Wednesday, January 30, 2008 Rated "PG13" by the Author. Share Print Save Become a Fan horror type vampire poem
I am a vampire who cries herself to sleep every dawn. My tears are red, red from blood. I cry these blood red tears every dawn because I am alone. I have no lover no companion to keep me company in this unending life. I didn�t even think I could find one who would be my perfect companion and lover. Well that was before you came around. I no longer cry blood red tears because I love you. You will make me the perfect lover and companion for this endless life. So don�t be afraid my love my darling. I shall give you eternal life with one quick bite. Come to me please because I no longer want to shed blood red tears for you.

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Reviewed by John Austin	9/19/2009

Eternal life, emmence power but lonliness. Well written




Reviewed by J AG	1/5/2009

You capture the loneliness that we are so often afraid to truly explore with this genre. Whether it be treating humans like fast food, creating a harem, a collection of lovers, or a vampire family, at the heart of it all is the realization that one will live forever and eternity may just not be all its cracked up to be. Your words portray the pain and make us all weep. Great job! Thank you!




Reviewed by Edwin Hurdle	12/22/2008

This is a very good poem,take care Edwin