Vampiric Dreams Poem by Nicholas Spandrel

Vampiric Dreams



Ah as we vampire dream,
we dream of blood filling our thirst,
we feel so refreshed once we have a drink,
full of power and chakra we are,
as soon as drakness falls we wait for a victim,
when they find us they wish to be dead,
for we are the angels of death.

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