Dark night, lit by the tired candles,
Flickering of the light and dying of the flame,
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September 28th, 2001 — poetic
Dark night, lit by the tired candles,
Flickering of the light and dying of the flame,
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September 28th, 2001 — poetic
And we breathe
With forced inhalation
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September 28th, 2001 — poetic
September 28th, 2001 — poetic
It’s so cold. It is so cold. I’m freezing.
Peel away the outer layer
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September 28th, 2001 — poetic
The pains grow
Deeper within my soul
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September 28th, 2001 — poetic
little pools of crimson red
pain that swims inside my head
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September 28th, 2001 — poetic
I C A N ’ T! …Stop the screams that break me till I cry
Wait and wonder, from your view… till I fall and die
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September 28th, 2001 — poetic
Morbid halo
Broken wings
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September 28th, 2001 — poetic
Is that all you see?
When you look at me?
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September 28th, 2001 — poetic
I hear your voice and it Heal’s me
I stand in the rain and let it soak me
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September 28th, 2001 — poetic
There is a darkness….
That puts a permanent stop on life
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September 28th, 2001 — poetic
i really had nothing
i dunno why your all still reading this,
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September 28th, 2001 — poetic
Holy little Angel bitch
it seems you’re not so pure
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September 28th, 2001 — poetic
A torn cry to heaven, god please tell me why, why must I suffer? Why must I cry?
How much longer must I wait to die?
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September 28th, 2001 — poetic
I see the flesh
Beautiful flesh, so fresh
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September 28th, 2001 — poetic
My stomache twists and burns with fire,
My head throbs with a forbiden desire.
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September 28th, 2001 — poetic
In the innocence of my smile
Lies a cruel deception
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September 28th, 2001 — poetic
I still feel her warmth in me. Vaguely but I feel it none the less. I remember it so well.
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September 28th, 2001 — poetic
Blackness interwoven
Throughout space, time, and in between
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September 28th, 2001 — poetic
A walk through the gentle forest,
The faeries make a ring around me…singing,
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September 28th, 2001 — erotica
Remy was silent for a moment after the quiet echo of her voice died down he wasnt quite sure of what to say or how to say it Angel spoke softly and looked at him “what is your name?” Continue reading →
September 28th, 2001 — vampire
Winifrith Mage sat in English Lit thinking . About that boy. Whose name she knew without really knowing it.
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September 28th, 2001 — darkness
He fell to his knees and cried out in pain and started to beg for his life. The boy on the floor that was crieing for mercy, for his life.
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September 28th, 2001 — darkness
Im nothing now nobody ive been destroyed by a love that was a lie and now all i can do is rive in pain. I hate and yet i hate myself so much more i cant stand what ive become, what im becomming and every day i just wish there was no pain to destroy my hope in finding another……though to me now its all just a big fucking lie and theres nobody i will trust like this again.
September 28th, 2001 — poetic
Tonality of splender washs over your perceptions,
A deep harsh formality.
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September 28th, 2001 — gothic
Walking the dawning streets. It had become a habit, a ritual, really. It was a way to remind himself what he was, once, and how far he had gone since then. The taste of toothpaste and orange juice sour in his mouth, Jaq shrugged his black duster tighter about his shoulders and dug his hands deep into the pockets.
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September 28th, 2001 — poetic
Glowing ambers of the flare
Shine your eyes with a saffron glare
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September 28th, 2001 — poetic
i’m waiting in my cold cell when the bell
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September 28th, 2001 — gothic
This is a story about people, really, about how they are all still people, no matter where they come from, or where they go. It’s also a story about love, in a way, the kind of sincere and unadulterated love you can feel for a total stranger. One of these days, you’ll know what I’m trying to say here, maybe you already do; that day, let me know. I’d be grateful. This is a story of how we begin to remember, how a wind picks up the clouds from our eyes, leaving us to see some other, very distant, stars. We are stardust, they say…
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September 28th, 2001 — vampire
A small yawn escaped those shiny, red lips framed by a narrow, pale face. Long lady like fingers brushed a stray hair away from such a face. She was young and beautiful. Her long ebony hair flowed around her body encased in dark black jeans and a small, black tank top exposing her midriff. Continue reading →