You may look twice, but look a third, for
these things can not be seen. Silver shall
scare them away, but a stake will end
their delay. Walk alone, and walk with
fright, for these things do not walk the
ground, they own the sky, they are the
masters of flight and the flickers of light.
Don't look to your past...or it may be
your last.














Comments
Wonderful poem.. you have a strange structure but you got a really good flow and good words.
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DAMN straight. XD
Read mine and JackTiger's comic... "Alternate Fates" => [link]
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there aren't too many problems a good axe can't solve. - Drakan
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I have autism. I speak for myself. Autism Speaks DOES NOT!
Your making people think about vampires...I love it!
~nateeka
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anything can be a weapon if you're holding it right.
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