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9 entries this month
 

Love rules in my family:

01:22 Jan 28 2005
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Rule number one, it doesn't.


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Treat me as the flower that I am

01:16 Jan 28 2005
Times Read: 928


One of Many

A rose, you

Blinded, white view

Beauty engulfs

Heavens gaze and smile upon you





Touching Tasting

Gaping, child forever

Never ending search

Completeness, and you





Now, loving hand

Reaching outward

Touching you

Completing through





Wary actions

Keep it near

Look onto beast

Kind eyes





Scare not

Petals clean

Stem straight

Letting caress





Meet its fate

Leaning to that sun too much

And its rays pulling back

The hand which searched





Now shying away

Flower wilting, pain

Petals limping

Stem curled tight



Slowly dying

Painfully mourning

Sadness overwhelming

The hand?

Crushed the flower


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Giving!

01:02 Jan 28 2005
Times Read: 929


Sweet cuts of love meaning nothing



Inside ache heart boils

Care not love o'erruling



Leaving love's remaining spoils

Banning, not embracing



Hearing, not listening

Caring, alont killing



All in all, alone leaving

O'er stones climbing feet



Cleaved and continuing

Giving way to deadened pleas



Yet returning to spurn them? PLEASE!?!

Indescribable pain, curling slowly inside



Nature soul to it becomes

Life value gives and subsides



Death in its pain does in fact carry cure

To Relief me of love hurt and tainted pure!


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Vampire Beckons

00:48 Jan 28 2005
Times Read: 931




Sweet, oh sweet drink is it to mine,

Teeth do squeal all in blasphemous lust.

O! Such precious quenching thus holds thy shrine

Come off, flower aye blossom in my must.

Fight it not, night shan't deny creatures passage

Nay shun the moonlight's given blessing...


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Untitled 2

00:38 Jan 28 2005
Times Read: 934


To exist or not exist

To whom is that question?

To you my fellow friends

Who dare not answer my assumption?

That which has nigh engulfed my mind

Killing my every thought without question

Is it to my makers which had little or no time

For my incessant mistakes or corruption?

Or in fact is it myself?

Sitting, Sulking, Saddened, Stricken

By nothing more than my own existance

Tortured softly by all I know

Wondered, Tought, Pondered, Fought

My own disappearance would surely show

On the faces of those who resist to know

That I the beast

Who could be putto sleep

By the mere sounds of those talented few

That have many a time...

Stopped many from being skewed


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The Moon-Lit Room

21:02 Jan 17 2005
Times Read: 940


Sharp bloody shredding fangs.

Pale moon-white skin.



Victim's heart pounding around me like a drum.

A blackened bleak and bloody soul living within me.



The delicious blood so precious and unique.

The end of my feast the inner beast pleased.



The terror filled blood going down my throat, my sweet wine.

The skin of her lovely lonely beautifully blood holding neck.



Blood dripping around me, slipping gliding across the floor.

My quarry grow weaker and the coldest of ice.

People freezing gaping in horror, gazing at my amazing abilities.

Their blood against my lips, after shredding, ripping and tearing apart their flesh.


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Proposal

20:45 Jan 17 2005
Times Read: 941


Wishing only to live with you forever

Inviting you to share with me life

Loving you with no conditions whatsoever

Learning so many things througn happiness and strife

Yearning for you in my every breath

Oh how I dream of you by my side

Under your arms I escape even death

Bewildered by you, you mesmerize my eyes wide

Ever more shall I linger in your every thought

Meowing in my ear sending chills down my spine

Your voice echoes and my attention caught

Willingly I give into your every desire as you do mine

I will always love you..... Now...

Forever and...

Ever... Please be mine


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Dragon Scales

02:16 Jan 17 2005
Times Read: 942


Dreary wishes belonging to dragon of old

Remembering what was to fly to places untold


Attaining wisdom from Ice and Fire

Grazing among flesh and deepest desire


Observing man gain power over its kind

Never wanting more than the sun on its hind

Sensually seducing its mate with a shine


Carefully gliding along the winds

Absorbing its life from the fire that spins


Lo the beautiful things its has seen

Everything and yet nothing has been


So what is my dream? To believe tham real

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Opening...

05:01 Jan 04 2005
Times Read: 949


Opening...



My mind is of the

Deepest and Dearkest

Lake that only

I can hold

my breath long enough

and stroke far enough

to get a simple glimpse

of its Secrets.


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