phantom

LostI hear a sound in the distance A soft wimper of fear Soon our time will meet resistance Its drawing ever so near I plunge into the forest Looking for that sound It never comes any closer Never shrinks from my ear As I go deeper into this forest I can hear sounds, so unfarmiliar A beating heart grows louder The tension builds up As the whimper becomes louder I can hear the heart pounding As I am getting nearer The heart beat and voice resounding As it skips and stops I look in the mirrorLost


FeedThe smell of fear The scent is heavy Hanging in the air She feeds off itFeed
The pungent taste of the fresh redness Blood on her lips She feeds off
A feeling of anguish
A sharp pang of guilt Death to give life She feeds


night sirenLike a distant sound The night sirens cry Like a beating heart Their footsteps echonight siren
I hear them from my lonely room and quiver in fear Like a long lost lover you are taken Pleasure for pain
Still I hide From the wimpers of my kinsmen As life is slowly taken As their sobs become fewer
"Save me from immortal death" The cry breaks from my lips The footsteps coming closer As the night siren draws near
Clear blue eyes I see As my place of hiding is found His hand on my cheek A warmth in his smile  
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