

I TryI wipe the secreted crust fromI Try
my blood-shot eyes, plundered from comforting darkness into ironic filtering sunshine.
Dead skin cells dancing with glee leave a bitter residue on my tongue of cotton, or maybe it is just the taste of a drunken night
Eyes close, I try to hold onto the blissful nothingness, but it's too late and I hear it, metal screaming against metal--
or was it her screaming? It all sounds the same in my head
I can see it, The blinding lights, the unspeakable terror on her face,  


"The Life"So rich and thick is the delicacy Delicately Wrapped within these arms that do hold, Feel your supple body weaken, grow cold Into my world of dark fantasies"The Life"
That first taste of your life that does fill me, Warms my ageless bones your soul has been sold Forever young, never growing old The world is now forever ours to see!
Loving eternally, ruling the night Now causing those who may pass us strife, Non-believers who called you liar!
Creatures of putrid shadow, live on life Sending men, women, and children afright Here, drink me now a


FEARFEARFEAR
Running, its but a stupid, useless, waste. Sound of blood pumping, roaring in my ears! Deafening silence quickens my pace Thudding heart screamingthe burn of my tears.
The wetness of sweat, slicks my skin My soul, feels as though it, yes, it is gripping. The drop, falling, knowing I will not win. Mind reelingfeeling as though it is slipping
Salty stench, stinging like acid &n


My HeroMy HeroMy Hero
An engaging beautiful sort of rush Setting my pale damp cheeks to roaring flush Happily riding your romantic charms Now lost in your gloriously wondrous arms Your love so secure my heart safely holds Safe from the white hot blistering ice cold
So overdue, is this souls wretched cost A feeling of being so very lost Repressing all the mental writhing pain Reeling then from evils enormous gain Submersd in the blackness of self loathing Unable to find or start the coping
Now no longer lost, you are in my life Wiping m
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"No love, no friendship can cross the path of our destiny without leaving some mark on it forever" (Francois Mauriac)
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"No love, no friendship can cross the path of our destiny without leaving some mark on it forever" (Francois Mauriac)
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What does the winter bring, if not yet another spring?
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