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IllNeverTell



Limbus Patrum (Coven)

Vampire Rave member for 19 years.

Status:  Phantasm (48.56)
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Affiliation:  Limbus Patrum (Coven)
Account Type:  Regular
Gender:  Female
Birthdate:  June 9, 1988
Age:  35
Location: 

Texas




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You know, some guys just can't hold their arsenic.



I have always been deeply moved by the
gothic nature and I sincerely appreciate it's art.
Goth to me is the most beautiful lifestyle. The gothic community is powerful and thriving. It is truly amazing.

I live in the chicagoland area. Anyone up for a meet can hit me up.

I will work on a portfolio later this week.

Another amazing thing is how a website like this one is available. I have been a part of the Vampire Rave since 2 months after it was created. I love it here and think it has and always will be a place to find friendships, answers and comfort. Thank you to all of you fellow ravers who have made my stay on the Rave a wonderful experience and thank you to the ones who provide me with challenging questions. I love to have a good challenge.

MY FAVORITE MOVIE IN THE ENTIRE WORLD IS ROCKY HORROR PICTURE SHOW

These next two poems are the only poetry I have ever written and I wrote them a couple months after I joined Vampire Rave because I was so inspired to do so. They are in the Vampire Database under my old alias "mortallover."

Abyss:

Those eyes,
that smile
...her fangs.

She laughs and glass shatters.
She cries and the world grows silent and red.
She brushes past you,
a flower in the wind.

You tremble.
Her eyes are black now,
she craves the every inch of your being.

Your mind screams.
She laughs.

Those eyes,
that smile,
...her fangs.

You try to escape but your fate is no longer and option.
You are hers.

Closer she floats towards you.
Your feet are leaden.
You close your eyes.
She pry's your every mind's corner.

In an instant the room disappears.
A tear rolls down your cheek.
You've never known such bliss as this.

She cradles your neck to the side and slowly drinks to your death.
You fall gently into abyss,
only to wake up to emptiness like you've never known.

She's gone.
You remember though.
You remember

Those eyes,
that smile,
...her fangs.


Breath of a Bird:

The wind screams in my new found hearing, yet I can hear a

bird's breathing.

My eyes see shades of darkness I never knew existed.

Everything I touch comes alive beneath my fingertips.

Stones now have stories to tell and secrets to share.

A man walks past me and we brush shoulders.

I hear every beat of his heart pumping though his veins.

I long to put my hand on his throat and just let the pumping absorb into myself.

I can wait no longer.

In an instant I am a few feet ahead of him.

He looks at me in pure terror and I laugh and grasp his wrist.

Within seconds my body is pulsating in sync with his.

I draw him near feeling his energy evaporate into myself.

I stare into the depths of his eyes as they get shallower and softer.

His breathing slows rapidly.

I bring my lips to his neck to suck the remaining life of his away.

His body wrenches forward.

The last of him has died.

He lays on the pavement, a lifeless pile of flesh and bones.

I step over him and walk away.

My senses soar.

I wonder what tomorrow night will bring.



I call this the true definition of globalzation

Princess Diana's Death:

An English princess with an Egyptian boyfriend crashes in a French Tunnel, driving a German car with a Deutch engine, driven by a Belgian who was drunk on Scottish whiskey. Followed closely by Italian paparrazzi, on Japanese crotch rockets, treated by an american doctor who uses Brazilian Medicines. And this is sent to you by a Russian using bill gates technology. Which she enjoyed stealing from the Japanese. And you are probably reading this on one of the IBM clones that use Taiwanese made chips and Korean made monitors, assembled by Bangladeshi workers in a Singapore plant, transported by lorries driven by Indians. Then hijacked by Indonesians, unloaded by Sicilian longshoremen trucked by Mexican illegal aliens, and finially sold to you....



That my dears is Globalization!


Member Since: Jan 23, 2005
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