The Midnight Feast

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  • Gothic
    • lordmret
    • is wondering when he will find happiness

    The Midnight Feast

    Dark and dreary was the night
    I was weary from all the fright
    I heard noises of bones cracking
    I could see someone tracking

    What they were tracking I couldn't tell
    I heard the ring of my door bell
    I opened my door fast
    Please let me last

    In came the devil and some vampires
    They were dressed in deadly attires
    I was pushed aside the the one called Death
    Oh god is this going to be my last breath?

    They eyed me with eyes full of hunger
    Most look like they were younger
    Death spoke and pointed at me
    "Feed us and we'll let you be"

    I rushed to the kitchen but nothing was there
    Crap they're going to eat me bare
    They walked in holding beets
    Guess what I became
    "THE MIDNIGHT FEAST"

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    girlcook82 commented on The Midnight Feast

    02-18-2009

    hey there i like your poem its dark just the way i like them lol

    TERESA commented on The Midnight Feast

    11-15-2008

    satan glorified totally, maybe you need to write about jesus on the cross

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    lordmret’s Poems (8)

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    I fear nothing in this vampire life 3
    Forever More 1
    Love is my drug 4
    Vampires Seduction 3
    The Midnight Feast 2
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