The drop that lasted...
The taste of a metal so strong...
Locked inside myself
Trapped deep within...
When i shed a tear
A fairy drops dead...
The smell of burning flesh
forever makes you sick...
A poem written for the new novel, I'm working on...
We are from an ancient star within Orion's belt...
Demons in my head
just keep ripping away...
You are the puppet master, i am your block of...
but i have no loving father, no angel as my...
A man so brave,
a man so dark...
When the moon is round and full the vampires cry...
They cry for the sunset that they have so long...
Long black mane,
flowing in the wind...
I walk in the shadows of suffering
as night lurks in the gutters...
As I stalked the night,
And kissed the sun goodbye...