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A short poem about Edward's (or any vampire for that matter) thirst for blood. OOH SCARY!!!


1. Chapter 1

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I hear heartbeats from the trees.

Pulsing Blood.

They are calling to me.

Sweet scents.

Haunting my coal black eyes.

I am thirsty.

The sweet bliss

Envelopes me.

I drink.

I am quenched.

I see her.

Haunting, tormenting me.

Better than anything.

Or nothing.

I want it.

But I cannot have it.

I am a vegetarian.

The weeks pass.

The scent gets more lovely.

I hide my coveting.

It is too good.

It is time to hunt again.

I am thirsty.