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Searching, seeking, who to kill / Those precious drops I must not spill / I flap my wings and fly away / One place, too long, I must not stay / The nite envelopes, black as stone / A glint of white, the gleam of bone / I yearn for blood, I crave for death / The swoop, the kill, what I do best / Sucking… sign in to read more »
| From: | USA |
| Published poems: | 1 |