

The Blackest GiftIt is a night of dark desire, a song of ethereal pain, wolves vent their loneliness. The immortal one stirs.The Blackest Gift
Darkness shrouds her pale form, an eternal wrath.
Her raven hair cascades over pale and tragic shoulders, and her full crimson lips part slightly, to taste the red tears streaming from the pale flesh beneath her.
Now a night of ecstasy, I hunger.


My Secret PlaceThis is my secret placeMy Secret Place
when my thoughts take over my reality
this is where I go
in my secret place the darkness embraces me as I cry
when I laugh it echos and dances with me
The sun doesn't shine in my secret place, but the warmth is always felt
this is where I go
when I need time to be alone
my secret place is nothing special but its where I can be free
in my secret place, when I close my eyes I can see her
I can feel her touch and see her smile, her eyes as they stare into mine
this is where I go &


I Wish..I WishI Wish..
I wish you were here
I wish that I could hold you, touch you, feel you
I wish that you were here to kiss to caress
I wish that I could wrap my arms around you
stare into your eyes, to be your only one
I wish that I was all you ever needed, ever wanted
I wish you were here, to see the love in my eyes
I wish I could show you what you mean to me
I wish forever held you and I close
All I can do is wish...
I wish you were here..
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Pure as the driven slush
My deviations are generally meant for those over 18 and I use the mature content filter liberally.
Adults only folks!
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"I would much rather be hated for who I am than adored for who I am not"
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