Bored |
They stand with their arms tightly around each other
A mixture of flesh, so rich in days
Where the sea touches the land
He wants to tell her the truth
But the wind eats his words
Where the sea ends
H...
Posted by The Vampire...Sin Dralig on Thu, 12 Jul 2007 06:58:00 PST |
Just Bored... |
Tick-tock, tick-tock, people get ready, there's a train coming a train called the Darkness. The true shadow approaches. Can you hear it whisper down your roofs, along your walls, under the cra...
Posted by The Vampire...Sin Dralig on Mon, 02 Jul 2007 10:34:00 PST |
I hate this... |
The truest, most powerful aphrodisiac isnt any of these it is hate. Sex does not live in our heads or our hearts, sex lives in our bowels, in the dark spaces within and below. Sex resides...
Posted by The Vampire...Sin Dralig on Tue, 18 Jul 2006 12:57:00 PST |
Poetry |
I'm as sharp as the razor glistening in the moonlightI'm as dark as the blood pumping through your veinsI am your worst nightmareI am as cold as your hands right after youve been drainedAs pale as yo...
Posted by The Vampire...Sin Dralig on Mon, 16 Jan 2006 10:31:00 PST |
