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The man's face was filled with pain and sorrow.
He looked as if there was no tomorrow.
On his neck were two tiny holes.
How they got there, no one knows.
He was filled with a putrid smell.
How long he has been dead, no one can tell.

Green goo was oozing out of his skull.
His eyes were lifeless and dull.
The blood was no longer traveling through his veins.
Soon his skeleton will be all that remains.
The bugs are slowly eating bit by bit, they feel the need to eat
Until they have eaten every single piece of meat.
Worms were climbing in and out of his eye socket.
Blood was soaking through his pocket.
The sight was one of horror.

The man was dead.
That was all there was to be said.
He did not die a peaceful death.
He died a rather gruesome and lonely death.
We shall cry and weep
Because his pain was beyond deep.
The pain that he endured was one that pierced his heart,
For his lover was the one that did the deed.
She loved him, but boy did she need to feed.
Too bad the girl whom he loved and admired
Was nothing other than a vampire.

   

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