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As you walk in the shadows of the night,

can you hear the song the song of my vampire heart

its beat is deformed for I have been entombed for far to long, I long for the taste and the warmth of your blood, as you stray on to the path to where I am entombed, dose the song of my vampire hart call to you like a lover dose, it's beat ever stronger as you near, I wake from my e mortal slumber your reason and fears are all over come by the beat of my vampire heart, the song foretells of long ago love that never ends, the song of my vampire heart call to you welcome my love to the night that never ends now our vampire harts beat as one.



by frank

I must go on my way I know that I must be late I must go, always late no time to unwind must be there must be hear, I must go my dear friends I must go on my way no time to rest these weary bones, I must go on my way.





by frank

Oh what fun us mortal be to wish to our harts content be, for when the moon be full it brings forth the madness in our soul, so listen to me of this poem of lunacy, to wish upon this full moon night let our wishes come to sight, upon this full moon night so us mortals be content, to wish upon another full moon night. by frank



For a friend

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typeopositive
21:30 Jan 13 2009

awww, that is awesome. it states last night almost exactly...

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The wind have you ever stopped to just listen to the wind, when you are in town you can't hear the wind unless it howls out loud, the wind can be warm or it can be cold, the wind can talk if we just listen as it moves threw the trees, the wind can be fierce or it can be gentle, the wind it can feel good on your skin, the wind.



by frank

As I walk ever thinking ever wondering trying to find my path in the sands of time, never looking back to see how far I have come in the sands of time, I have walked and fought in many lands under many names in the sands of time, ever stalking ever feeding ever thirsting in the sands of time, for blood is my life and life is blood in the sands of time, the moon is my sun the night is my day in the sands of time, I do not know where the the sands of time will lead, all I know is that I must keep moving forward in the sands of time.





by frank

Out of the darkness of the past and into the light of the moon, my mind wanders to toughs of you this night, of a time I reached out to give to you a black rose, why you asked but not wanting to know, they say your pain runs deep, but they will never know of the secrets you keep, you act as tho you do not care, as life gos on around you, never stopping to stare you sit and feel the petals of the black rose, a silent fear runs cold threw your soul of all pains of the past that come to light, and you shudder deep inside of fright, all you can do is close your eyes and pray, that you will never have to relive those days, as you sit and stare deep into the center of the black rose, your mind opens up and you know the meaning of the gift of the black rose.





by frank

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Angelyne
03:40 Jan 14 2009

Dark time relived are hidden in the folds of those petals

wonderfully written

beautifully seen

Angel~

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