March 6, 2007 (Daily Times Pakistan) - Serbian vampire hunters rammed a wooden stake through the heart of former dictator Slobodan Milosevic to stop him 'returning from the dead.' Miroslav Milosevic, no relation to the former president, gave himself up to police who have launched an investigation.

He claimed he and his fellow vampire hunters acted to stop the former dictator returning from the dead to haunt the country. Milosevic's Socialist Party of Serbia, which led the country to civil war and oversaw the break up of the former Yugoslavia, condemned the desecration of the grave in the eastern town of Pozarevac. The vampire hunters told police the three-foot-long wooden stake had been driven into the ground and through the late president's heart.

Slobodan Milosevic died on March 11, 2006, while on trial before a UN war crimes tribunal for his role in the 1990s break-up of the former Yugoslavia.

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Posted by Vladimir Wed, 03/28/2007 - 13:11

 

Half Vampire-chap. one

Chapter One---

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I Wonder

I wonder,
Where are you?
Does the cold get to the very center of you%85
Does the pain and misery threaten to break you in two
In the night, does the wind whisper my name
Can you feel my touch as I reach for you in my dreams
Does your heart break anew with each rise of the sun
Am I in your thoughts each night and day
Has your very existence been proven futile

I wonder,
What happened to us?
Where went the heartfelt, carefree days of youth
Where went the never-ending love

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Damage Control

Red lights flashing in my mind's eye
I can't see
Whispers in the dark
Creatures trying to claw at me
Here in the night
Fighting the pain
Feeling the strain
Fractured thoughts form
Splintering into glistening pieces
I'm awake
Sleep is for the weak
The nightmares fade
as my eyes adjust
Just one night...
One peaceful night...
I pray to Demeter
Christ
Dionysus
A deity who'll listen to my plight
Maybe it's not only my mind
Maybe it's the world
the Universe

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Going Under

I knew it was coming, I heard it coming, but I said nothing.
I felt my worry increase but was afraid he'd think I cared too much and would back off.
I painfully stepped around the glass until he told me what was going on:
I had to cross the razors beneath my feet slowly, as to not cut myself and bleed to death in his sight.
I simply sat silent as he complained to me, yet I felt my shoulders slump, my energy sag.
His pain oozed over my confused flesh and I turned black for him.
My silence scared him away, but he left the glass behind for me.

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We

We are the children of the night,
standing on the threshold of understanding,
at war with the peace that lay broken in our souls.
We are the creatures of the darkness, which wraps itself around this world in perfect solitude, eternal.
We are that which we crave. We are what we fear, loathe, love.
Bound to that which we pledged ourselves to so long ago...
We stare over the edge of madness, wishing so deeply to fall,
to fall away into the blissful forever sleep that beckons us with ruby lips and whispered promises.
Instead we turn away.

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