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To live is to love.To die is to hate. To be a vampire you are both..
My vampiric poems..
Once apon a time in a land far away there was an enormous fountain in the most gruesome of places that flowed blood of villagers that had angered New Bloods of all sorts. The fountain dripped and spat out the blood as the villagers bodies were ground up and used as mulch to satisfy the hungry bone flowers that circled the fountain. The flowers sang their bewitching song, and the villagers followed the dreary notes to their death beds. The bone flowers would slice open their necks with a marrow of a leaf and empty their crimson nectar into the fountain. Then they would sing their bewithing song again and again and so on and so forth until all of the villagers had spilt their disobediant blood into the fountain of their doom.

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commentCommented on: Mon Jun 08, 2009 @ 03:23am
very interesting desription...love how you ended it " ...until all the villagers had spilt their disobediant blood into the fountain of their doom" very powerful idea.

I am crazy and free
I wonder how my life will be
I hear the laughter of a friend
I see all the words I have penned
I want to live life as me
I am crazy and free
I understand life isn't always fair
I say one should never be in despair
I dream about finding my place
I try to fill my life with grace
I hope to defeat my every foe
I am Arimenta Rose Cupo
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