|The next Victime (standard:poetry, 117 words)|
|Author: Lord Stone||Added: Jan 04 2010||Views/Reads: 1953/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|I was a little depressed when I wrote this and I felt very vulnerable.|
The Next Victime By Lord Stone The dark storm has come, for I am no longer safe, like the reading of a vampire's diry, only to find you are her next victime. The night is long, the cold unbearable, the book and mirror that shows us all our reflection. the book and mirror that counts to us all our death date. I wonder how, I wonder when, I feel so alone, must wait untill then. Death, she aproches, and I know it is my time, for I am ready, my purpose is fufiled, my journey complete, I open my arms and embrace death with a happy heart, am gone from this world. I am the next Victime. Tweet
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