CursedA Poem by WhiskurzI wait to see what I have done The darkness blocks the light Do I stay or do I run? From the things I did last night The shadows hide my secrets well But yet they quench my thirst I couldn't stop, I love the smell It's not my fault I'm cursed Soon they'll find the corpse I left Her heart ripped from her chest They'll try to solve this gruesome theft I wish them all the best My lips still carry the crimson stains Sweet nectar from the vine Coursing through the human's veins To me it tastes like wine They'll lock their windows and bar the door But then they'll drop like flies For it will only make me want them more Then everybody dies
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