Vampire Poetry Monday-Memory of a Victim

Today we have a vampire poem by Wenona Napolitano an author who occasionally shows her dark side and is a huge vampire fiction fan.

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Memory of a Victim
By Wenona Napolitano

She once was a doll of sweet porcelain,
A blooming soul to penetrate
A memory that would drive him insane

Now she was nothing more than an evil stain,
on a collar that threatened to suffocate.
She once was a doll of sweet porcelain,

that he had fantasized to obtain.
Her innocence he chose to adulterate,
A memory that would drive him insane

Remembering the vision of a pulsating vein,
a marble white neck so delicate
She once was a doll of sweet porcelain,

but she joined the list of those he had slain
It was a memory that could stimulate,
A memory that would drive him insane

Every last drop of her blood he did drain
Her soul was gone, no longer to illuminate
She once was a doll of sweet porcelain,
A memory that would drive him insane


(c) Wenona Napolitano