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Just kicking in a jam, working my way around learning to go by feel. so if somethings in the wrong place, it's not always on purpose. I accept instruction grudgingly, tolerate criticism if it's constructive and made with a kiss attatched, more later.

As Awful as I am

I turned out so bad, im not even alive and i don't blame you for leaving that night
But you could be bad, as awful as i am and i doubt you would even put up a fight
cause i get my light from streetlights
and you get yours from the sun
but you won't be able to show your face in daylight when we're done
cause your blood's just as red

Back At My Door

I can smell it on you

The smell of another

I can see it on you

Your skin a different colour

You can’t come through this door

Your not welcome anymore

Don’t come here again

Do you hear me?

A Hunger

Ravenous

My nostrils flared with the scent of his cologne.
I breathed him in to soothe my soul.
Hungry, I found myself salivating at the memory of
him...bleeding, and the metallic tinge to his blood.

Bliss by thevampiredoll [T]

Chapter One- Stolen I tried to leave the house as silently as possible, although I didn’t need to. However, I still caught the attention of my aunt Estelle, who had been my guardian for two months now.

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Chapter 13

Lazily Ernest stretched his limbs on the beach of Atlantic City. The sea, that purger of sick souls, had washed away the fever and the fret of the last few days. The wind was in his hair and the spray was in his breath, while the rays of the sun kissed his bare arms and legs. He rolled over in the glittering sand in the sheer joy of living.

Hopeless

I don't feel
I can't think
I'm lost in a silence
That only breathing breaks
I can't sleep
I can't dream
I want someone
To be here with me
I can't write
I can't move
I want to ask
But my voice can't be heard
I can't cry
I can't tell
I'm stuck in a world
Where only pain is my help
I can't stop
I can't yell
I can't breathe
To cry out for help
I can't hear
I can't see
I've gone much too far
I need help

We Do Exist...

I am an urban vampire. My real name is unimportant as I have had so many over the years, besides names are merely the crude labels humans use and that is something I have not been for many years.

CrAzY hApPy

I bounce
I shout
I jump for joy
I laugh
I run
I'm so happy
that it's no longer fun
I annoy
I destroy
I can't stop
but I enjoy
I'm manic
and stuck
in a too happy place
I'm crazy happy

Raevynn
February 20, 2002

Rapture

When two hearts meet
That were destined to be,
It is simply reality,
Colliding with fantasy.
Souls that were joined
since before time began,
Having lived other life times,
Are awakened again.

Discovering each other,
Love envoking true passion,
Fires burning within them,
A lust unimagined.

Entangled with rapture,
The night stands still,
Sedated with pleasure,
Their life at last fulfilled...

CamilezaVamp
March 28, 2002

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