A creation

He’s not like any body
So pale like nobody
He lived before till now
That of which in the darkness of owl

You wouldn’t dare be like him
And perform his night scheme
But I guarantee this
His magic you wouldn’t want to miss

He is a killer – cold blood
And passion is red blood
He thirsts and wants
And life he lusts

He is so lovely for a being
Who was once a human being
He is immortal addressed often as “man”
… though he is not human

 

 

 

photo credit: http://weknowyourdreams.com

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