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The Dark Curse
23:06 Dec 27 2010
Times Read: 536
The Dark cures has befallen me.
I stalk the night in search of what I am.
If I only knew what made me.
I would understand this hungry in me.
I walk in the shadows of the night.
Heart beats grow ever so strongly.
Pulse's start to race in my mind.
I feel alive, I have become something else not of mankind.
Draining the warm blood from the necks of those passing.
I am one of the undead, something I have always hoped to become.
The burden of this dark curse grows inside me.
My hungry is insatiable.
This is the dark cures of immortality.
Thie hunger has consumed me fully.
Blood is what I now need to survive.
Akantha
23:05 Dec 27 2010
Times Read: 538
Walking only in the moonlight.
One would think she was of mankind.
Beautiful and elegant not something anyone has ever seen.
Crimson color and gold in her eyes.
The long midnight black hair flowing down her back.
Men are fasinated by her beauty.
Born before Christ was ever thought of.
Named after her fallin mother.
Akantha shall forever walk among the living.
Feeding on those not worthy of life.
Forever to be alone unsure if she will ever find love.
Lovers have come and lovers have gone.
Not being able to turn them into one of her kind.
Afriad she would be taking there souls and damning them forever.
Will there ever be salvation in this life.
Shall she come across one like her.
Should she live in the open as humans do or hide.
Lonelness or sadness of those that have be lost.
She knows this feeling all to well.
She craves not only for blood but for a love like no other.
Forever shall Akantha walk only in the moonlight.
One would think she was of mankind.
Beautiful and elegant not something anyone has ever seen.
Crimson color and gold in her eyes.
The long midnight black hair flowing down her back.
Men are fasinated by her beauty.
Broken
23:02 Dec 27 2010
Times Read: 541
Unknown feelings raging through my body.
Not knowing how to react, forgetting how to speak.
Crimson tear drops flow down checks of pale white.
Broken aren’t we all, or are we not.
Heartless and cold are most.
Unable to love, unable to be loved.
Hated and abused for all to see.
Taking advantage of and raped.
I hate being wrong and I hate being right.
People are hateful and dishonest.
Where is the honesty and the truth in the world.
It dried up and died along with the heart and soul.
They say to pray, pray for what, for it to not be heard.
No straight answers no really good questions.
Sharing of feelings that don’t mean a thing.
Less of us hope for love and passion.
Love don’t exist here anymore.
Hundreds of pieces fill the place.
Place where once the heart belonged.
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GRTR1
00:39 Dec 18 2019
nice stuff