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Taste of Blood

Smell of Death

Sight of Night

Sound of Everything

Embrace the World

You Already Know

How It’s Done

Senses Not Human

Killer of Life

They Think Nothing

Of Your Kind

Actually Exists

Love of Blood

You Are Immortal

You, Are A Vampire





I wrote this a while ago.....

So Cold

So Lonely

So Far From Here

You Laugh At Me

Black Is My Heart

Black Is MY Soul

Desire For Something More

Love You No More

Hate You With A Strong Passion

Killing My Self Inside

Death Now Becomes Me



Just though of it. I like it.

Love.

Love is the scent of a sweet fall rain

Love is the taste of your favorite wine

Love is the sound of your lovers voice

Love is the feeling of happiness never ending

Love is the look of all that you hold dear

Love is the thing that you need always to be near



I got that poem published. I was so proud of my self.