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The mansion feels cold and empty. Memories play on the crystal lights. Darkness holds me in its grip. red roses lie randomly on the floor. And a glass of red wine rests in my hand. The roses have died and turned to black. Black roses on valentines day. My love is far away. It may be many months before we meet again. My dear love soon will be on his way to meet me. So each valentines day I drink a glass of wine when the red roses come to my door. You arealways in my thoughts. But all the money in the world cannot bring you back. Lost memories until the day I die and hold you close again and kiss you again on the cheek. Your memories comfort me forever.

Bleak midwinter and snow lies all around. My heart is cold and empty. And i to walk on the hot sand, with the sun burning my body and my love close at hand. Will you ever return? or will I always live in a bleak midwinter. Send me word of where you are. Have you found a new love? Have you moved on to someone new? I am still in a frozen state. Stuck rigid where you left me. Unable to move on. One kiss would thaw my bones, one moment of bliss would unfreeze my toes. i would follow you to the end of the earth. But myfeet are frozen to the ground and all around there is frozen wilderness. I will live forever suspended in time. a monument to discarded love

You have dabbling in black magic. Your ending will be quite tragic. You will be burn't at the stake make no mistake. No chance of redemption no devine intervention. You have been practicing the black arts, that is where your downfall starts. You have been condemned as a witch. The onlookers will watch as you twich. You will be consumed by fire on your funeral pyre. Your are going to hell you have cast your last spell. You now face eternal damnation.

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ladySnowStrixx
15:14 Apr 23 2009

If this is a knock against witches I do not find it funny,I am a witch from a family of withes and we do not burn in hell as we do hot believe in hell. it is a Christian myth .

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The gothic poet walks down the street and stops at the bus stop. She posts one of her poems for all to see. "What do you think of me" am I freak or am i a . " Dressed in all black- am I a tiger or a cat? "read my words and you will see " a deeper soul lies within me". She sits at home and paints her self- portrait slightly distorted- this is the way sheis viewed by the world. She walks down to the art gallery and posts her portrait at the entrance door. ' Do you want more"? You will see more reality in this picture than anything that lies behind this door." Open your eyesand you will see " all my beauty" She lies on her bed at home. Waiting for a reaction by the passers by, but they fail to express any emotion. Too wrapped up in their own worlds. In god and man we place our trust, another creative soul bites the dust.

Darkness approaches, once more I turn to melancholy. Turning in on myself. A period full of doubt. How will I find the light to guide me?

So long in the darkness isolated and alone. Time passes by one empty day after another. Should I end it all? Is that the only answer? What happens if I do nothing?

A slow decline into middle age and still further on into old age. Still nothing has been achieved. A few small sucesses along the way, but is that enough to save me? Will the devil reject my d soul as empty and shallow. Will I be handed to satan and hang from the gallows?

Sometimes I can't stand the way you are when you want every single second of my time. Sometimes I can't stand the sweetness of your words. When you claim you love me and say your mine. Sometimes I can't stand when you need me, when you cry and whisper you miss me. Sometimes I don't want to see you cry, even though I'm the one that hurt you. Sometimes i don't want to hear your questions even though the answers might help you. Sometimes I don't want to answer your calls even though i miss the sound of your voice. Sometimes I can't stand the way you cling to me when you want to spend every second with me. Sometimes I can't stand the way you apoligize when you think saying sorry would help make me see the truth. Sometimes I can't stand when you refuse to let me be alone whn I need it. But most of all I can't stand when I miss you.

All is lost in this lonely world. All I have is a vague memory of what we were together. We chanted the soft lullaby's to our victims wandering the night. Through the streets we terrorized the foolish mortals. The hopeless and faint hearted praying for death, and we answered their plea.

We gave them peace, they gave their blood and all were satisfied. Till you became content. You vanished into the night from where you came. Leaving behind the only one who ever could love you. I lay in confusion so close to the earth I could hear it breathing. I could no longer sense you near me. Never again would i touch your pale skin or kiss your tender lips. Alone I would pass through forever wondering if I should make another companion to ease my suffering. Someone who would make forever less of a burden, but they too willforsake me. time passes and not even love has the strength to stop time. We are the children of darkness thoes damned to go through eternity with our own company. To keep us going on.

I see him coming towards me his skin his eyes illuminated in the dark cold. He turns my head to the side and bitesme. A blisssful stinging sensation. My end is near, death's grip is on my neck. Then a hot sticky liquid fills my mouth, sending energy through me. Running down my face like melted ice cream on a summer day. I began to die! decay, rot.

I now rise when the sun sleeps. He has given me new life, power , death. What am I ? A monster? A demon? A godess? A dark angel?. I see everything, I kill sucking life from others. I live for death, hell i am death. Thanks to him my night lover.

Come to me, little mortal. I can bring you to the haven's portal. There'll be no more sorrow, there'll be no more pain. Feelings of joy will fill in your brain. Come to me sweet human thing. Give me your heart and I'll make it sing. Forget your fears, leave them behind, forget the troubles of your kind,Come to me yes thats right.

Now hold still it's no good to fight. I'll take your blood and leave youdying. didn't you realize I could be lying.

My warm blood drained from my body, as he sunk his teeth into my flesh. I felt so alive, as if I could fly. A full moon shown brightly into his deep dark eyes. Blood glistened on his lips as he smiledat me. New life surged through me. He rescued me from hell and lead me to a new life. A eternal life. I am alive now.

Your skin once perfect, once a pale sweep of unbroken desert dunes, has felt my kiss and now it cries ruby tears are welling up and are slowly sliding down your throat glistening, delicious. Tears of joy of life at your awakining.

I am always moved when I watch the sorrow of the body expressed, released out into the open now for all to see and it was always there and not to know that the deepest of illusions. Here watch me, observe with fascination as your treasures flow across your breast andmake their way to your most intimate of oceans this is my sacrifice before I start to make all this my own. My gift to you. The first of all , the most in part lesson of your life now close your eyes, give up your yesterdays and your tommorows. All thoes are gone and will never be and you and me will take a journey new and bright anto the night a dawn of radiance awaits.

Making love to you is like a funeral procession, six black stallions, satin somber glory and blood red roses. The world stands still as we proceed, slow march one direction, and to pretend this isn't real, it dosen't help. No escape. The mourners in their finery assemble now around our bed their faces white their eyes full of tears. The worst has come to pass and now there are no longer any fears remaining here. Ashes to ashes

Dust to dust

Come I will

And come I must

Blue black like the shadows of the night, silky snake smooth to my touch. I am living with the memory of youmy angel, my fallen angel old as stone andstone strong. polished screams like a call for help from your hell so brittle. That the slightest pressure will breake you. My angel my fallen angel. In every shadow of the darkest night in strangers eyes, in silent pools, in your raven wings reflecting blue the moon always with me, always with me my angel , my fallen angel.

Within your arms and haven calm you were. When all around us raged the night and seas as high as mountains threatened with their roar. Enfoldment of silence and a stillness born of ages i did feel for you. So patient your acceptance of my tears and of my youth, you questioned not. Just stroked my hair, your breath the tides, the hush of night wind caught in the steady Elms. Oh how you soothed me, healed me of the days. In your remembrance a gust of rain the window holds at bay.

One thousand years ago i made a choice.

I chose to be beautiful, to be eternal.

To fly like I dreamed of flying. The velvet night was always my best friend, my confidante, my solace, my protector, my keeper, my cloak, my haven. To come home to night was good and true. And to this day I stand in front of windows ( old or modern , wood or steel) flung wide open, curtains blowing, breathing in scents and sounds of the night. So totaly alive,beckoning and calling to the deepest, wildest sense of what i am now.

Bleed me she pleaded.

Her tears flowed hot.

Wild as a river, ever so violent.

Take me she cried

Bleed me , make my heart as cold as stone, as cold as ice.

I can no longer stand the pain of living, and yet I cannot die. I am too young, too fair, there's far too much I haven't tasted, touched and made my own.

Bleed me my lord, I beg of you. I swear I will be true. I swear I will serve you, gladly and forever. I'll take my youth and all my questions. Thriugh me you too will feel alive again. You will once more discover howit was when first you saw the night. When you first raised your wings and soared into the night. Singing in the radiance that others never could percieve. i heard you speak of it I know your wonder. I beg of you take me this night and bleed me, bleed me and make me yours. The acient vampires stood still and cold and silent. of years he already did know that he would dry her tears and drink her fears. And leave her drained but not of that her burden, destiny and the rivers of her soul.

Elegance he said softly is ove . i close my eyes,smiled in submission, and instead, I listen to his fingertips upon my vibrant throat as he revealed to me excruciating pleasure. It was here and now and time is a rose as myth becomes reality.

Edward's name came up on my caller iD. At exactly eleven forty-five.

I answered in my happy fasion. Because our latenight talks were always my passion. But his voice told me that something was wrong. Like a romance movie's tragic ending song.

As he took a deep breath and told ne that horrible phrase. "We need to talk" I was lost in a haze. We have a connection and get along fine. There's nothing youv'e done wrong. The problem's all mine.

You understand, don't you? Hun are you still there?

I tried to answer, as I felt my heart tear. We're going to stay brother and sister, we'll talk every evening, and every day. Princess do you have anything to say? A thousand thoughts were ready to spill. But my mouth wouldn't talk, as my eyes began to fill.

The thoughts raced through my mind like old memories played in slow motion. The thought of losing you to Bella made me feel so afraid.

I'm not expection you to understand. Your life holds different demands. Still one day you'll realize why I made this choice. Talk to me please, do you still have a voice?

So then this is it, this is the end. What more can I say then? I'll miss you my Edward, my lost love, my brother, my friend.

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InsanityHasPigtails
16:49 Apr 10 2009

very confused here hahaha sorry

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You always know the words to say. but then they fly up and far away. As quickly as they come. Your the one who makes me whole. The one who I give my life to and my soul. The one who stopped my crying, but also knew when I was lieing. You made sacrifices to put me first.



( This poem is for you Anthony as ananniversary gift for putting up with me for many years and more to come.( I LOVE YOU FOREVER)

I do not know who you are, or when or where we will meet. I hope that when we meet and fall in love, you will love me for me, and not hope for someone who is thinner, or prettier. I hope you won't compare me to normalgirls. I hope you will make me laugh, take care of me, if I get sick and be true trustworthy.

I hope you rember my favorite flower is roses and that my favorite colors are black and red.

Please know I might be to shy to kiss you first, but don't be afraid to kiss me. i won't push you away. Your kisses are perfect. If I cry just hold me close andI'll heal quickly. Just rember our love is forever for eternity.