Black Roses

Here is where the hunters hunt,

Here the weak are prey.

Here is where the hunters are kings,

Here the weak are slaves.

Here is where the hunters "live",

Here the weak are allowed to stay.

Here is where the weak are prey,

Here the Humans are weak and prey.

Here is where the hunters reign supreme,

Here the hunters are everything,

Here the Vampires are everything.

Here is where the Vampires hunt,

Here the humans are prey,

And this my friend, is how things are,

Here in this place,

Hidden from view,

The path subtly marked,

By Black Roses in bloom...

...See You In New Mayhem...

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(inspired by the books by Amelia Atwater-Rhodes)

Zerah Star

zerah_561@hotmail.com

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