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I'm not the kind of person you would think of when you look at me, I am actually a horrid creature of the night who thinks not of others emotions.
I honestly don't care what you think of me, because I am on your mind. I also write poetry, I'll put some up so you can read it:



Dark Love

It is a night of sorrow, a song of ethereal pain wolves vent thier loneliness. The tirsting one rises.

Darkness shouds her deathly form, a lurking agony.

Her midnight hair cascades over pale shoulders, and her full blood red lips part slightly, to taste the death streaming from the pale flesh beneath her.

Now a night of darkness, I thirst.







Death Deserved

what have you wrought?
a dark black shadowy cloud of agony as memories bleed.
once we shared innocence,
untainted and hand in hand,
but your thirst drifted away
a sickening vision of agony-
drops of blood follow love, follow blood,
love left to die.
in a torrent of sorrow
i still love you.





Imprisoned

Slender beams of illumination enter
this darkened prison as I kneel,
always a slave, always alone,
frozen here,
waiting.

Tortured forms wrought in panes of glass loom as
dust dances in the air,
forming an image in my darkened soul.

Blood on a lover's face.

I raise my head, now kneeling before
this uncaring fate.