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Every night it’s the same dark dream;
And it always ends with a scream;
You’re following me;
You’re haunting me;
You know I’m not what I seem.

It’s a black hot drenching heat;
Late at night on an empty street;
You’re chasing me;
You’re right behind me;
And you smell so eternally sweet.

You don’t come from the human swarm;
You’re of a distinctly different darkened form;
You’re touching me;
You’re tongue is breaking me;
You’re smoothly warm.

Life is complex and monstrous;
Pleasure at times is cancerous;
Your hand slides up;
And you find my cup;
Life should be always so wondrous.

Your nails dig deep into my skin,
Even as my head begins to spin;
You’re a burning flame;
But I’ll not cast any blame;
For you’ve given me an evil grin.

We’re on the brink of a cool spring;
It’s time to make you my all new king;
Your tongue finds mine;
And I can taste your bloody wine;
Please make my body sing.

I give in to a long deep sigh;
Tell me we’ll never say good-bye;
Now comes the bite,
and I won’t fight;
Even if it’s time to die.

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CountessSarah
21:53 Dec 12 2018

Don't fall for this. It's tabby pretending to be someone again the person in the picture isn't really him.

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The moon is full and shining
It fills us with delight
It's time we went out hunting
We children of the night

Listen to us calling
The night is clear and still
And nature sits with bated breath
As we run down our kill

The mystery of our Moon Song
Will fill your heart with dread
We come as bat or werewolf
To take you from your bed

The screaming of our victims
Beaten, bloody , raw
Is music to our monstrous ears
As we regale in gore

And once we take your virtue
Betray you with our bite
Then you must come and join us
We children of the night

Come join in the love songs
We render to the Moon
Come take part in our ritual
And dance the Devil's tune

For we are Satan's children
We run before the light
Delighting in dark kingdoms,
We children of the night

I'm walking the sidewalk,
in the middle of town.
My head is quite heavy,
it's pointing straight down.

I do not wish,
to look straight ahead.
My body and mind,
just feels beyond dead.

An intersection,
I finally reach,
Where I'm welcomed,
with a horrible screech.

Right or left,
I'm asked to choose.
But I continue along the sidewalk,
change I refuse.

My sidewalk is covered,
with sorrow an dirt.
I'm loyal to this street,
it's simply called hurt.

As I continue,
my pain sadly grows.
The shoes I'm wearing,
are called blue woes.

There seems like there's no end,
or slight hope in sight.
This lonely town,
forever has night.

It's just so difficult,
for me to leave.
As I raise my head,
I cannot believe.

A rusty sign,
with the name of the town.
It reads, "Sad",
and it's pointing straight down

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Mrsimpaler404
20:24 Dec 12 2018

Aww

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CountessSarah
21:01 Dec 12 2018

Don't fall for this. It's tabby pretending to be someone again the person in the picture isn't really him.

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It is a night of darkness, a song of sorrow,
wolves vent their howls. The immortal one
wakens.

Night shrouds her pale form,
an everlasting agony.

Her silken hair cascades over
translucent ivory shoulders, and her
full scarlet lips part slightly, to taste the
the once warm blood streaming from her once thriving veins that lie almost non existent under the
pale flesh beneath
her.

Now a night of darkness,
I remember her, the look in her eyes as she walked away taking my heart and soul with her, the final feeling i felt.

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Dakotah
20:08 Dec 11 2018

Very nice.

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KarminaTheDarkAngel
03:56 Dec 12 2018

Lovely

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Mrsimpaler404
20:25 Dec 12 2018

Very good

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CountessSarah
21:01 Dec 12 2018

Don't fall for this. It's tabby pretending to be someone again the person in the picture isn't really him.

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There's a cold dark corner
in the back of my room,
it speaks to me
and says I'm coming for you.

As I lie on my bed
in the fetal position,
my eyes are closed
hoping and wishing.

Maybe that one day
my dreams will come true,
that I don't have to be here
so down and blue.

The corner keeps talking
about how I'm going to die,
all I can do
is lie there and cry.

As the corner gets closer
and takes me in,
my soul starts to burn
as so does my skin.

My bones shall lie there
turning to dust,
my bed surrounding
nothing but rust.