Martin by Jakub Zielinski

Bloodsucking devourer of life,
You – Nosferatu!!!

You’d hidden yourself in passage
of double identity
haunted by misunderstanding
and lack of human acceptance

There was no help
from burning baroque candelabres
and bullets facing
unknown presence
asking only for sudden mercy

haunted and betrayed
with no chances for help
you’re cutting deep with body blades
into marble of urban decency

Untill the moment
When ethereal help will appear to be fake
And haunters will cut off
Black rose in the garden of night…


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