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When my servants have gifted me With such flower arrangements Even I stop at each pass just to smell them The scent of them dictates they are dying
As a necessity to never deteriorate Body parts I protected to infiltrate Perfection still caused necessary flaws Not acceptable to common vampire laws Yet now I have been studying morals behavior Their emotions, triggers and craving a savior Most trivial I find burning while alive Struggling to cope when another does die
I have not changed my behaviors In thousands of years Sunflowers wilt when I violate someone As you say while shaking What in particular speaks from you? In efforts to silence or define me You are weak and small I pronounce in death Patterns of vampires Only mine are of a singular kind
every lie brings you closer to truth seemingly less in our youth darcie, how long have you worked for me? and darcie how much did you see? all in one you remained by my side i with no regard how you did provide
My turning escapes me now. Yet never the necessity to do so. These journal entries are that which keeps a record. A score to refer back to. Centuries lost and not at my cost, just to my prey today.
Some or maybe many call me a serial killer That I am no better than my prey Suppose I cannot argue Just never think of kills this way Compare me while killing a rapist With his desire to kill each I am no saint
Another ghetto ghost But remember he wasn’t Always so I met him in ecstasy So does the story go I thought of him today How unusual this way As I never reminisce
Being immortal is being stuck in a life with no desires. Nothing can hurt you and therefore you have no fears. Mundane really. I am bored.
why? when I know your eager my red eyes entice you to come even closer as you play a shiver a whimper or squirm very impressive maybe to a mortal i already have had you and yet your unaware sad really can't you just embrace the pain for what it is
Feeling no pain lost and lonely, scared and confused It was clear he had nothing to lose I was bleeding, enjoying the pain Ecstasy spilling, right from my vein But velvet became of his iron life I was turning, right into his wife
come on now just a little pin prick most fitting i shall add see all i need do is pierce so slightly through the left inside wrist and you will be warranted numbness but where are your manners
Your silhouette I gaze on a gray canvas dream You my love are here to die You must embrace The lust in my bite
I will speak I do rule Wait your turn Such a fool Know you'll bleed At close to one I like to eat This hour is fun Remove your clothes Oh skank don't try You act as though You never lie Have you slipped a mind Forgot I do see All you and your kind Could not even flee Black lace stockings With no panty My oh my mortal Aren't we a bit skanky
Are you watching me evolve My skin change Eyes widen Muscles tone tight Nudity seems necessity Dysfunction non existent In memory what was And welcoming what will be I wait only for a good time Shape shifting is simple Stronger sexual desire New spells and no tell tales Want to hear a fairy tale? All warm and fuzzy With a maiden, weak and fragile
Godless, our minds My castle hosts three strange women None aware of my desire for them My study of each different shape Increased the need I now must take To my delight the rules of my game are changing Jessica stood above me, goblet tipsy and near empty
I am incapable of fear yet sense yours. Remaining in your slow demise and my kill to rise.
As time goes flying by I acknowledge your quest Blame me. Ignore me, try Pretend I don’t exist The best time of my life is today It’s right here and improving Probably I’m moving a different way while your sadly and slowly loosing
Just Finish, I cannot speed up Death Not only must you be bound, but a ridiculous waste of my time, so I have found. You cry, as if a child, but bleed, as a beast, something wild.
'm sorry please will you repeat this hilarious assembly of words that you request? Am I correct in the objective? Understanding, to receive this lies entirely in a Strategy of fearless words, that were.....?
I am Changing, Why? Time is...... Another Vampire Feast Yet you enter me at least I will never let go Your desire I now know To show you I am wide My secret hides on my other side
No doubt, I will speak for her now The cool confidence in her Is so attractive, living within her soul Her men, she once addressed as Sir She now, can barely swallow She never lets out the Chameleon Able to make such drastic changes All she knows, will soon be gone Instinct prevails, like a new scent
Prey takes on slayers and encounters some surprises
You see this vile that rests between my breasts? It holds the blood of my mortal father Before he turned and took me even farther
Study my behavior you may If anyone could hear How I loved demons close and near Insane they would claim As my soul holds no name So many a black quiet dark night Where bloody thoughts born by just one bite
I dare not stop your laughter those who cannot believe One must remember I have no after And in return always receive
When I was bitten, and chosen to be turned, I was already immortal. An angel. A fallen angel, yes, but an angel nonetheless.
A snapshot into the life of prey
I have no explanation as to why I am here. Nor as to why I need to discuss, what you will only believe to be tales. I am fine with whatever you think, I am, in some form of confession, will simply tell you this;