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The Thinker
By TheVampireSergioV
I arise from sleep so strong and bold
Fresh thoughts in my head others would think so cold
Then I decide to sit upon my ivory throne
The night still young I see visions
my mind begins to roam
The coldness of my throne against my skin I begin to strain
So much afterwards I'm somewhat and completely drained
Who tonite in those streets shall I Sergio seek
Amongst the weary meek and oh so weak
Then my mind suddenly cleared I have a plan
No discrimination my prey
It does not matter if its woman or a man
And while others of my kind go thru this nightly routine and ashame to
admit
I'm just another Vampire planning my nightly hunt while taking a
shit
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Copyright 2004 TheVampireSergioV
Published on Thursday, July 15, 2004.
Filed under:
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A former member wrote:
(continued) not in others
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A former member wrote:
lol..i think i know what it is that so lacks in the meaning behind your poems and that keeps you from the greatness you seek, it is that you hold onto a pattern, a rigged form of thought or belief...truth means more than fairy tale in some cases, not in o
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On Thursday, March 10, 2005, TheVampireSergioV
(9)
wrote:
LosToy you're just a jealous hater..I seek no greatness nor am I trying to write fairy tales.You critize ever poem I write with smart ass comments..save them for someone that gives a damn.
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On Sunday, October 3, 2004, TheVampireSergioV
(9) wrote:
Thank you again Mr. MelvinOliverDrauma..Your words encourage me to write more.I've been asleep for some time now.
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A former member wrote:
i think i like you style
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