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i should not breath
i should not move -
as the sun goes down
i get up -
I Am Dead But Still Alive
The wind cries -
Just for you... at quarter after midnightby Nakatrea 0 lines, 6 comments, on May 2 11:18 PM. In Background, dedication, wicca, vampire, green
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Dream by day
Live for night -
I creep up behind
something screams run -
I awoke to a diction
Of all that is fiction -
Venom pulsing in my veins,
I breath silently through my nose and wait for an unsuspecting victim to cross my path. -
To sense the crimson essence,
making love to death alone -
Keeping you awake
long enough to see your heart -
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The hunt, the find, the chase, so appealing
The horror, the feast, your soul I'm stealing -
The night and day smooth into one
The days pass by with out someone -
with one blow
take away this pain -
ice running through her veins
as she touches her drenched neck -
From the shadows
I watched her stand -
I walk the streets of London alone,
no human would dare come close to me. -
With the first glistening star,
In the blackest shade of night,by Roger-Rockstar 29 lines, on Mar 26 9:52 PM. In Vampire, Homosexual, strange, gothic, love, lust, death -
A small poem about vampiresby TwiAniJayFan 4 lines, on Mar 24 5:54 PM. In vampire, fantasy, dark, fun, kitten, Jay, TwiAniJayFan, blood, supernatrual
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True love is lost forever
My heart refuses to beat -
My hand cracks as I double over and scream in pain. I hold my left hand to my chest while I rock on my knees, afraid to look at the contort
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In her soft receding footsteps I can hear the hint of dread
In the breeze across her shadow I can taste the living dead -
The winds go lightly to the storm
the clouds are forming in the dawnby Devilish Temptation 23 lines, on Mar 21 1:46 PM. In Dark, Vampire, Lust, Blood, Pain, Thoughts, Rants, Sad, Life Other -
WHITE ROSES spattered with crimson juice
Bloody holes inside your neck -
this is in no way perverted!
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by Fritz O skennick 142 lines, 22 comments, on Mar 18 9:54 AM. In Dark, Erotica, Adult, Vampire, Weird, Sensual, Humor, Olde English
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Her eyes are closed, he'll think she is asleep.
Her angel face is haloed by her hair, -
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Let your blood
flow down my throat -
Crimson red, sliding down her face,
It was when I woke up from -
B lood spills from a small puncture wound on my neck
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My bloody valentine
Sweet bloody valentine
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