How the Dark Thinks~(Blood)
How The Dark Thinks~(BLOOD)
by Cate Rock
Blood, Oh sweet blood...
Flowing smoothly through veins of ice...
Oh how nice... Through veins of ice...
Trickle trickle,
Dark red blood falls to the floor...
I need more...
Oh I think need more...
Flowing down like a stream,
Oh young girl hold back that scream,
Little... oh only nineteen...
Me being so old, Oh so old.
So so old... to old my story,
Still today untold.
Drowning in the blood...
Sorrow fills me in a flood...
Death Death Death///
Dead is she... Because of me...
Dieing inside
An excruciating pain i can not hide.
Why oh Why
Why shall with these broken wings can i not fly?!
Dead at dawn...
Sun escapes to the sky,
dead girls on the lawn,
Why oh why...
Dead girls now will learn to fly...
With halo's and white wings,
Ruby red lips, such delegate little things...
With their death they escape...
To heaven they go,
Their blood still here to shape,
Hurt feelings i dare not to show...
A vampire dead to the world till dark.
Little girls walk around unaware their fate.
A true hunter like the white shark.
As i lurk in the dark i laugh and have learned not to relate.
Evil i know i am...
My life i already know is a sham,
But for now darkness and eternal blood filled bliss.
So i shall leave you my dear with this sample kiss.
***ENJOY***
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(GOOD OR BAD I WANNA KNOW : )
Submission date : 2009-04-10
Copyright © Cate Rock | Year Posted 2010
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