snapA Poem by Fra/c/turea message to under-sexed ann rice wannabes. it's 2008--nobody cares about your accursed soul.if i have to read one more rhymed poem about werewolves zombies, vampires, or the undead i'm going to snap, and if i have to read one more poem about dark souls or souls in anguish or the darkness at the center of your soul i'm going to snap. stop whining, your life can't be all that bad. i mean, you have the luxury of writing poetry about vampires and souls, and you have access to a computer and obviously way too much time on your hands, so please stop. stop writing about the supernatural and using words like bloodlust and demoncurse, or just stop writing. that would be okay, too, because if i have to read one more poem about the sadness in your cursed heart or a girl who sucks the life from men i'm going to snap. © 2008 Fra/c/tureReviews
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