Poem: Dead Occassion


Dead Occasion

Death will always solemnly come and go,
For she is a Vampirous creature,
That lurks from the underworld.

She wishes nothing more but revenge,
From a bachelor named Dimitri,
Of being sexist and racist towards her kind,
Of blood sucking ways she is.

Deeps of shallow waters,
She reaks of blood and cold revenge,
A faithful domain is her faithful claws,
Waiting for him to rise up from his dead occasion.

Yours Truly,


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