As darkness FallsAs darkness falls The kingdom comes Through the night lit hallsAs darkness Falls
Creeps a sense of mourning,
Of death and of destruction Endless souls constantly searching Searching for a way to escape their pain For those are the souls who know no kindness only passion Darkness is a world unknown Only a few know the secrets of the night The kingdom is my home For I am a creature
I lay in the shadows and await my prey As the innocent cross my path
I drain their precious life’s blood Till their body grows cold as the night The kiss of d
morgan She sits by the window watching the soft snow fall gently to the ground. She watched Big Ben as it's hands were slowly moving and in the background she can hear the solid cry’s of a new born babe. She reluctantly pulls herself from the frosted window to care for the crying infant. Stiff and sore from the previous days exertions she slowly makes her way to the bassinet. She pears down to an red wrinkled babe. “Could this babe really be hers, Did she really deliver such a tiny creature?” the thoughts raced across her mind. What was she going to do now, how was she going to be able to caremorgan
loveletterSometimes I wish that my words that are written were as beautiful as you make me feel. Sometimes I wish that I could express these feelings that chew at my insides and make me breathe too heavy when you start to get close. Sometimes I wish the moments that live between the folds of time would last forever so we could be together without end.loveletter
Sometimes I wish I wouldn’t miss you so much because it’s only been one day. One day too long… If I could I would hold onto you forever and you wouldn’t ever let go, just so I can breathe you in and let you seep in through my veins so that we can become more a part o
Love PainYou gave me so much love But it was all in vain You hurt me like a punch in a glove You left me with just pain That’s why I sit here now The blade across my wrist Go on, take a bow For this messed up, love tristLove Pain
i'm sorry - too latei cant remember a time when the house is not silence with tension whem we arent pretending to be a family because the stability of this family has been slowly falling apart you threw that stability to hell... the moment you decided money was more importanti'm sorry - too late
And i'm sorry, i cant stay here anymore I'm sorry but i just can live by your standards anymore You were never there when we needed you how could any person miss their childs graduation? how could any person leave their child at home alone for endless hours And Now You Want A Relationship?
Well i'm sorry YOUR TO
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I'm not afraid of death. It's the stake one puts up in order to play the game of life. ~Jean Giraudoux, Amphitryon, 1929
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