Post by kissofdeath6661 on Mar 13, 2009 17:40:14 GMT -6
Black dead eyes.
Ghostly white skin.
Pale red lips.
The thirst for blood.
The predators eyes watching.
The prey, a fraile girl walking
Whom dosent know the danger ahead of her.
The Predator Strikes.
Piercing scream at the dead of night breaks the stiff, tense air.
Blood dripping down from the once pale red lips.
Now that is stained with her blood.
A crumpled figure in the monsters arms.
As the thud of her heart beat dies.
You hear one final thud of her body hitting the cold floor.
Ghostly white skin.
Pale red lips.
The thirst for blood.
The predators eyes watching.
The prey, a fraile girl walking
Whom dosent know the danger ahead of her.
The Predator Strikes.
Piercing scream at the dead of night breaks the stiff, tense air.
Blood dripping down from the once pale red lips.
Now that is stained with her blood.
A crumpled figure in the monsters arms.
As the thud of her heart beat dies.
You hear one final thud of her body hitting the cold floor.
