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Became a vampire

Contributed by black-reaper on Wednesday, 14th November 2007 @ 03:25:17 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



The Name of those who have rained upon us, from the darkness set here
In front of us, the impure souls of those who walked between us,
The past that we held dear, decided our fates from long ago,
But I never knew a happy past, and I never cared about the glory of my future.
The struggle I set, in a long term trying to forget, that night that I
Can not forget, I could never forget my bride's pale corpse, her
Sweet voice silenced, her warming smile faded and the love I couldn't
Let go off vanished.
The pureness that I once saw in my self turned into darkness, the whiteness
Of my heart stained by vengeance in my thoughts, I had but one way to gain
Enough power to avenge her, I had but to give my self to the darkness
So I began searching these endless lands for a man that will agree to
Help me, after four years of searching; I came forth to a castle,
A castle led by a man that awakens only in the night, a man that was called
The Count Dracula, a man that became a legend, a legend for his
Evil brutality and the darkness of his condemned victims.
As I said I had but one way to avenge her and that is to become darkness
It self, to become deaths own guardian.
As I entered the dark empty castle, the bloody flow of its air, the fear that
Sets even the strongest of men to his knees, it was nothing but the memories of her
Smiles that kept me going all these years and her smiles will not stop me now,
The bloody corpses that are lying in front of me, ripped into pieces and as I was lowering my Eyes to see the blood covered floor and the blood stained walls, the cold air that surrounded me, Gave me the feeling of his presence, the blood thirsty vampire, the vampire that came standing behind me, And as I slowly turned my face, I saw his gazing red eyes, his cold red eyes gazing at me with it's Merciless intent to kill, his mouth that opened and started to create its words, asking me what brings you here? And I slowly said I came seeking power, seeking vengeance against those who killed my loved one, After a moment the vampire became right beside me and said “those who give up the light shall be banished to eternal Darkness, you shall not become dead nor alive, you shall become a true vampire “without hesitation I said “I shall become thy holder of darkness, I shall become pure as the night and evil as the darkness in my heart”
He turned to face me and slowly opened his lips with his fangs awakening; he said “your fate has been sealed”
As he slowly pierced his fangs in my neck, the screams of those who have suffered the same fate as me, I heard all the screams of the suffering, at that night,
I Became Darkness it self, I Became a True
Vampire




Copyright © black-reaper ... [ 2007-11-14 15:25:17]
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Re: Became a vampire (User Rating: 1 )
by Vampirequeen on Wednesday, 14th November 2007 @ 03:39:54 PM AEST
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yes lol we all have some kind of issues :P
and i love being a vamp myself heh.
anyways back to what i saying you did a great in this write.

hugs


Re: Became a vampire (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Saturday, 15th December 2007 @ 10:21:24 AM AEST
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I shall become purt as the night and evil as the darkness in my heart............ damn that is solid...... just one of many parts to this I love in a darkly way ......

Soooooo do ya need a new mistress to add to your clan? Wahhhhhhh ha ha haaaaaaa

Michelle

mistressof midnight


Re: Became a vampire (User Rating: 1 )
by crazy on Wednesday, 2nd January 2008 @ 04:03:56 PM AEST
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pure beauty...i marval at ur work..




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