May 7
With razor-sharp teeth, I bit,
Gnawing deep until I struck bone.
But hunger drove me past the snap—
I feasted 'til there was nothing left,
Only splinters and marrow and silence.
It wasn’t 'til then I saw the ruin—
And I wasn’t sorry I’d eaten my love.
Gnawing deep until I struck bone.
But hunger drove me past the snap—
I feasted 'til there was nothing left,
Only splinters and marrow and silence.
It wasn’t 'til then I saw the ruin—
And I wasn’t sorry I’d eaten my love.
I'm writing a vampire story and wrote this about the character. my vampires have shark like teeth instead of only two sharp fangs. they also eat human flesh and drink human blood.
