

The boy.A boy humble in his room Dreaming of his parents doom Who is she to send him to bed Just wait till he runs a knife through her head He didn't want to sit and read But now he wants the dogs on fathers chest to feed They deserved it didn't they ? All he wanted was for them to pray Yet there's another day tomorrow For someone else hell fuel their sorrowThe boy.


my reason to be.Your hair so black so pitch. You skin so pale but oh so rich. This concoction is to hard to hide. Your love is like one whole ride. You face it looks so fair. Your eyes in beauty a constant stare. No innocence left to share. All I dream of is ownership on your heart. But when it comes to words I wouldn't know where to start. It feels like the end of my world when we are apart. I just need to know the way you feel. And if what I feel is at all even real. Your all that matters to me. You're my purpose my reason to be.my reason to be.


Never ending Dream.Bite me, vampire, suck my blood I assure you it will taste good I want to be a vampire, too To hunt for blood with you Wander together through the deep dark night And share their blood until the mornings light It will be great, just you and me Vampires together, you will see. Can you feel it burning through your vein More like pleasure or heavenly pain It will always live forever And we will be together Never be lonely, never blue Because, my vampire, I love you.Never ending Dream.


waking wolfHowl up to the winters moon This ordeal will be over soon Look down at the victims wounds so far bled With shiny crimson red With flowers in her hair Such a ghastly scare Stared upon with my dead lovers eyes Darker than the winters skies My fixation towards her face To much to at all embrace Let out all that deathly thirst Just one more big anger burst The hunters chased I ran making hast Rifle ammo flying at speed To transform would be all I need My feet bleed on the cold wet floor My mind open wide like a door A rush of exciting angerwaking wolf
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I walk the world searching for him.Where could he be?in which sea?under which bridge?in which country?
Where is my creativity?
I am still searching.........
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.......... I Believe in miracles do do doo do dooo
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Tread softly because you tread on my dreams
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I want to be the sky. That way I'll always know where you are.
... Just like a stalker.
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"Blessed the hearts which can bend, for those shall never be broken."
Albert Camus
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