The chair is still there,
Empty and sad, like his heart
Will his love return?
Mum knows I like cake,
Why is there no cake left now?
My brother, damn him!
Her dress of pure white,
Yearning for this day to come.
Soon she will be wed.
The blood pulsed through,
Dracula took his stance,
The virgin now his.
Don't ever let anyone make you think you're not good enough,
follow your dreams right now! Don't wait until tomorrow,
next week, next year. Stop planning, start doing 🙂
Published by Kate
I write, therefore I am.
I spend my days writing, wondering what to write, being creative and generally being awesome 😊 Welcome to my world, won't you come on in? xx
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