weeelll ya.... im grounded for a week cuz i stayed on the computer till 3 in the morning... but before the messages build up again -.- i leave u with my shitty poetry

I do not belong
To the Mockingbirds song
For what makes me stay
You will soon see someday
As i see others parish
Some may think that it is quite garish
I see you're skin oh so pale
Like a blood sucking nightengale
While young children sleep
Satan comes to reap
Say "What is a vampire?"
As you sit telling stories around the fire
"Blood and gore
hits the floor
vamps at the door
waiting to drink more"
Explained the man
As the children ran
The man made a cackle
As the fire made a crackle
Sweet, stinging, vicious kisses
who misses?
the feeling
is so appealing
the children freeze
jointed at the knees
A large smile crossed his face
As he began to walk at a small pace
The holes in the childs neck
Is not what some expect
The story is still a mystery
But lays in history

~~Vampires~~


idk.. i made it in math class.... plz tell meh if u like it >_<