Psimon Posted April 16, 2003 Report Share Posted April 16, 2003 Reaver ************************************ Sitting here waiting for the bell to toll the hammer to fall and the race to start with heavy breathing in the background now bestill my throbbing heart Lust is the base, the core of cause and effect but do what you want to me till love is what you find and what you feel love me till the end, more fools we Unburden your soul, reveal yourself to my sight and I will take everything you are, as I must Break you down and build you up once more how can you, in me, have trust? Struck to the bone of love's quick folly bared of all that was and will be, leave it. Retreat within the walls of tension and safety My fangs of misfortune have bit And the bell swings, strike chord and discord drum rolls and the fire within me burns high. The time has come and fantasy is loose again to my arms now you must draw nigh The spell is complete, the dye is but cast you are forever mine and will never leave _ until time itself is devoured and sated your body and soul I do cleave I savour the blood of your tears... and I laugh. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Peredhil Posted April 17, 2003 Report Share Posted April 17, 2003 Meep! That is rather dark! Fits the strange vampire craze mindset I've seen since Anne Rice hit it big. Dark or not, it's a good read. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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