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(1986-2009)
Tonight I claimed a youthful girl
I do not know her name
Unlike the rest, she showed no fear
Or cried for one to blame
Before I pierced her virgin flesh
Our eyes did meet and there
I gazed upon my rotten core
And glimpsed a speck of care
It was as if a sacred cross
Had rammed into my brain
And then for once in centuries
My demon guest felt pain
I fought against the raging fire
Resumed my gruesome task
But as my prey fell silent
I knew she was the last
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A year has passed since I have known
The taste of human blood
Beguiled, I have been poisoned
By silly schoolgirl love
I live off swine and insects
Hide deep within the woods
For like a stinking carcass
I’m cast out by the good
This penance is the perfect curse
Perhaps I should appeal
Yet I was evil, sought my fate
A wound our Lord won’t heal
In Hell I am a failure
A thorn in Satan’s side
I walk alone, then, shunned by all
The dark my only guide
In shadows now I search for rats
But moonlight thwarts my tack
The misery that taunts my mind
Seems worse on winter’s back
Thus I resolve to end this pain
Accept what lurks beyond
I seek no peace and that’s a fact
I crave no magic wand
Tonight upon this tainted ground
I rest till dawn of day
When sunlight flares and dead flesh burns
I hope to fly away
To where I killed the youthful girl
And there my ghost will dwell
My sentence for eternity – to think
About a child who conquered Hell
Perhaps all vampires finally meet their match, however unusual and unexpected that match may be. Read Poem for a Vampire Fallen
from The Fallen poetry series