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crimson fantasy

Contributed by xXdeadXpoetXx on Monday, 8th January 2007 @ 08:16:37 PM in AEST
Topic: fantasy



his stone cold finger traces my face
ive nothing left to lose
to stay with him or be alive
i cannot bare to choose
his pale arms bare me close
jet black hair wraps his face
the blood runs deep inside me
i know he wants a taste
im glad he can resist me
but long for bite i must
to stay with him forever
is worth the pain i trust
my hand is warm with his
hard to think hes dead
he may have lost his color
but his kiss makes my cheeks red
im head over heels for him
or shall i say grave over ground
his voice still rumbles my eardrums
he makes life worth staying around
his lips touch mine with poison
i feel this teeth rip to the touch
the red is dripping, he drinks it
this moment is all too much
its blackness for more than a minute
but hes pulled me out of my shell
i shall be with his vampire forever
the glory the love and the hell




Copyright © xXdeadXpoetXx ... [ 2007-01-08 20:16:37]
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Re: crimson fantasy (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Monday, 8th January 2007 @ 09:29:03 PM AEST
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Loved this, only thing I would do different is put a capital on the i's I.. You do this vampire stuff well.

Michelle


Re: crimson fantasy (User Rating: 1 )
by mazeof_darkness on Monday, 8th January 2007 @ 10:36:21 PM AEST
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Ahhhhhhhhh, gotta love vampire love.............
This is one hot poem!!! Love it.




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