Prodigy of Upier Fantasies

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Deprivation of humanity
Smothering glimpses of sacred mortality
Unspoken intrigue dominates your will to feed
Scouring hopes of death; unrelenting

Upier are crossing you
Eyes devouring, scintillating grins gashed across features
A jack-o-lantern alive, it would seem
Suppressed violence gathers, tremors of a vicious power
Violate into obedience, as is expected of your kind

Night-ghasts roam your thoughts
Lurking beyond jaded corners, the daemons await
Another undying soul, fated to scourge the earth
Praised and feared, a master of slavery –
To whose enigma but your own?
A prodigy, such young eyes…
All the better with which to delude you, my dear.

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Heather M. July, 2005