2 August 2012
My eyes are wide, My lips are pursed into a line. Like the only of our kind, I am one... One of them... One of the killers. My teeth are sharp, Glinting with red.
They are popped out over my bottom lip, But slowly descend back into my mouth as I hide my features.
I look down at my prey, And frown as sun rays start to beat down slowly.
I quickly shack up in the abandoned storage room next door, And I know I'll be here for a while.
I am one of them now... One of the killers.
I just don't understand how. What did I do to deserve this?
I walk past a mirror, Still half expecting to find myself staring back at me...
It's just a wish.
A mirror is a reflection for the soul... I don't have one.
I'm sure my eyes are as black as the rest of theirs.
I'm sure my face shifts just the same.
I'm positive that I have the same craving... I think I just proved that outside.
But I can't help but...
Love it.
18 And Vamped • Opuss № I