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Night of the black moon. No stars or pale glow.

Most would be frighten in the dark, but here alone; I am home.



My love ones know nothing of that night; so many years ago. Sixteen I was then, and wow! I haven't aged a day, though I'm in my twenties now.



Ivory white skin, long rich hair that's dark. Almond shaped, green eyes glow...Smell of fresh blood in my nose.



full lips curl into a smirk; reviling pearly fangs.

Silent as the grave as I calmly stalk my prey.



His eyes see just another little girl...

But reviling myself, it's too late; for I'm actually Feral...



Feral

This was from years ago when I let my self go by writing, fantasy, and abuse of meds; thinking my life would be better... It wasn't.



Take a few pills, drink a few drinks. Lay down your head and forget everything. A comatose haze is all that you need, to leave this world and live your dreams.



Tumble down the rabbit hole, to Neverland you go. Run the Labyrinth of your mind...fly. Leave your world behind.



Take a few pills, drink a few drinks. Lay down your head and forget everything. A comatose haze is all that you need, to leave this world and live your dreams.



Off with her head, fly with Peter Pan. Twist and turns, riddles and rhymes...time. Leave your world behind.



Take a few pills, drink a few drinks. Lay down your head and forget everything. A comatose haze is all that you need, to leave this world and live your dreams...



To leave your world behind...and die.



Feral

Darkness enfolds me like a black blanket around my heart, bedded in my soul, slowly tearing it apart. Night calls to me like a moon to a wolf; the howl is my voice strangled in my throat. The howl shatters and fades in the distance; like the shattering of my soul, in many tiny pieces the evil inside me grows. I dance in the moonlight with the devil at my side. we dance the dance of evil; the dance has my heart in bind. No one suspects their angel, though my heart grows blacker still. Not until evil consumes me, but by then they'll burn in Hell !!!



Feral

He wrote his words of hatred with my blood as the ink. My life blood drains slowly with ever letter he makes. He consumes every vain, my heartbeat slows. He rapes my mind with anguish, I have seen every terror untold. He gives me gentle kisses, then slaps me in the face. He brings my body to pleasure, then takes it back with pain. He gives me all his love, but really it's all an act, for he can't love anyone, all of these are facts. He can't love anyone, for all he loves is pain and if he doesn't stop possessing me, soon for me it will be too late. I'll be his seductress, seductress of possession and pain and feel no love for anyone, just hatred in it's place. I'll be his Queen of Darkness and he'll be my evil King; and we'll be the two snakes that haunt you in your dreams.



Feral