(Written for a friend to use at school. She was lazy and heaven forbid she actually write her own poem that had a Halloween-ish spirit to it.)
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It was sullen the way he gazed at me
His eyes so blue, yet that black swirled in so gracefully
I couldn't put my finger on it
But something was off;... wrong...
Those fangs. Fangs? Should any being have fangs?
Should their encompasser have such pale skin?
Pale, yet soft
Soft like the silken sheets I rest my head upon each evening
No, it wasn't natural
It was evil, yet beautiful
It was... enticing
And so I died that night
My life was taken from me
And another was born unto my soul
I became death
I became Vampire
Pushing a lover to love another. Are you turned on?