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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic
An evil entity awakens his dead lover.

Submitted: March 09, 2007

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Submitted: March 09, 2007



 The hissing, the breathing,

as I lay on the cold damp floor,

wet tongue lapping dancing over my skin,

as I sleep forever more.

My eyelids heavy, your face a secret,

as I long to see you once again,

nothing but darkness, shadows,

as the ritual begins.

Now arteries of color, a swirling crimson tide,

as your fingers rip me open, my vicsera spreading wide,

twisting, grotesque images,

as you devour me back to life.

Now, the awakening,

as I slowly open my eyes,

to see my bloody saviour,

as you wave away the swarm of flies.


Author's note: If any of my readers enjoyed this poem, and /or enjoy death metal, check out a 90's band called Cannibal Corpse. You won't be disappointed.

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