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Dark Ramblings

Cut my veins 
Drink my filth 
Bite me 
Corrupt me 
Take me away 
Make me whole 
You are Satan’s Minion 
I am your Eternal Damnation

Give me life, give me need
Cut my wrist and make me bleed

Through these veins dead blood flows

The sins of the heart breed jealous fiends, and dark desires.  
Burning, bleeding wounds caused from blood lust and loneliness
Are the harbingers of sins of the heart.  Let me die of broken spirit & destitute heart.  
Let me die.  Just let me die.

Blood is dripping to the floor  
Feels much better, I hurt no more  
I’m numb inside and feel no pain  
One of these days I’ll empty my veins   

Kill me 
For my life Is meaningless

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Lost Child

The child was lost
Through no fault of mine
I wanted to have it
But it wasn't the right time
I hid my emotions
I didn't want to mourn
But I couldn't help it
It didn't want to be born
I didn't tell a single person
Until a long time after
Then someone close to me
Went and told the father
I'd had a miscarriage
And he didn't even care
If the child had been born
He wouldn't have been there
After he'd been told
And he talked to me
I cried for days on end
But my tears no one had seen
I shut myself away
And hid inside my room
I lay cuddling a teddy
I held it against my womb
But years have passed
I think I'm over it now
I know it never developed
But I still miss it somehow

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Blood In the Fog

As dusk turns to twilight and the fog swirls through the trees
They walk hand in hand, soul in soul, 
Deeper into the forest. 
The deeper they go, the thicker the fog. 
They reach the centre of the forest 
And come to a clearing. 
The moonlight filters through the fog 
Casting a beautiful, yet eerie glow over them. 
She turns to him 
And passes him an athame from the folds of her gown,
The silver blade glinting in the moonlight. 
She holds her arm out to him, 
The moonlight and fog accentuating her pale milky skin. 
He cuts her arm just below the elbow 
And feeds on her sweet blood. 
Her body arches in ecstasy 
As she feels his teeth biting into her arm 
To draw the blood into his mouth better. 
When he has had his fill he pulls his sleeve 
Up above the elbow for her to have her turn. 
When they are done, with blood trickling down their chins, 
They share bloody kisses.

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Grrrr!

I've been searching
For far too long
And every guy I find
Turns out to be wrong
I don't think that
I'm asking for much
All I really want
Is to love and be loved
It seems the ones I want
Don't want to be with me
It seems I've got too much
To make them keen
Or all they want
Is a casual fukk
That's not what I want
So I guess it's my bad luck
But I'll still hope
And I'll still pray
That I'll find the man for me
One of these days

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Look Up To the Stars

Look up to the stars
And tell me what you see?
Do you see a neon sign
That says you were meant for me?

Look up to the stars
Do you see that sign?
It says nothing more
Than I want you to be mine

Look up to the stars
And whisper in my ear
For all the sweet nothings you can say
Only I am meant to hear

Look up to the stars
And take a firm grip on my hand
For my unconditional love
Only you can understand

Look up to the stars
And see that it is written
That with a Cupid's arrow
You and I shall be smitten

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The War Inside

I wait on the edge of eternity
The darkness wrapped around me
Light tries to filter in
But the demons try to stop it
A waging war, ceaseless in itself
They say love conquers all
But who will win when there are two loves?
The love of the dark, and the love of the other
Each as strong as one another
And so the battle wages on
And I wait, as I must, on the edge of it all

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Dark Hunting

Falling through the shadows
Slowly hunting my prey
A beautiful creature
Pale skin, red lips, black hair
Tight corsette, hip hugging skirt, and knee high boots
Too long has she taunted me
She is the one I will take
So I hunt through the shadows
Waiting until she enters the middle of the woods
Then I step behind her
Hands on her hips
She turns and smiles
Kisses me
Her hunger, almost as deep as mine
Her hands on my breasts
She tilts her head back exposing her sumptuous neck
I bite, sinking my sharp teeth in deep
Her blood flowing into my mouth
I kiss her again, the blood trickling from my chin
Trickling over her perfect bosom
She reaches up to hold onto a tree branch
As I slide her skirt up
I take my fill of her sweet juice
And fill her with what she desires
And as I do I draw the knife from where it's strapped to my back
At the final moment of ecstacy
I stand up and slit her throat
Her blood spilling down
Over her perfect milky skin, and into the rich earth
At last I am satisfied and I fall back
Back into the shadows
Into my home, awaiting the next one

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Hunger In the Dark

It is light everywhere
Everywhere but in my room
Here it is dark and dreary
The solitude confining and deep
I am lost in a world of hurt
I hunger for something more
Something no mere man can provide me
The lust I have for what I desire
Is a dark, dangerous passion
Biting, choking, cutting, slapping
Drinking the thick heart pumped fluid
In a darkened room
In the flicker of the flame
The hunger, the lust, the desire
All an unattainable dream away
So here I sit in dreary grey
I sit, I watch, I pretend
That normal things are ok
Hiding behind the knowledge
That the light that is everywhere
But on me or in my room
To me is mediochre and dull
But it will do for now
Until I can take no more
Of this mundane stuff
And then I will take what I need
From some pitiful creature
That will never be enough
To satiate my needs

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Hands of Love

When we lay so close that I can feel the heat from your body
I feel tiny hands reach out from my heart and yours
The hands dart out through our eyes
And they entwine their fingers together
And tiny pulses of love are sent through the hands
So that we might live and love as one

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Come Lay With Me In the Darkness

Come lay with me in the darkness
Shrouded from the happiness that haunts us
Maybe tomorrow we can escape and die
Come lay with me in the darkness
And leave your soul bared at your feet
For tomorrow we dance with our demons
Come lay with me in the darkness
And together we will battle for our minds
Maybe tomorrow we'll come alive
Come lay with me in the darkness
We'll let it envelope us completely
And tomorrow we'll rule our own dark domain