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One look and I was under your spell, how I long to be in your gazes. Just one more look before my eyes close forever more. One look and I was stuck. My heart races even in death when see you. Your eyes so cold and blue. How I desire your gazes.
A woman is slain, her blood stained the floor. Her body is stiff and cold. No one knows who or what could of done such a thing. It's all over when the slain woman is laid to rest. Forever more, never going to know what happened
The curse is haunting me. I feel it every where I go. I am losing control. I am forever fighting this curse. The hunger is building. My hunger grows. I need to feast, the desire is growing. I smell the sweet blood of everyone around me. I want it. No I need it!
The moon is lost to me tonight, Darkness replaces for the fight. Wind screams loudly against the door, Spirits creep across the floor.
Just hold onto my hand, Now is time to make a stand. Don't leave my side and we as one, Can ride this through back to the sun.
Keep them off of me I said. Off of my back off of my bed. I will do the same for you, Don't be scared this is not new.
Beyond the castle way up high. A spirit soaring through the sky Eyes so red Wings of bats With lions teeth and claws of cats Beyond the castle in the hills. To walk at night. forever chills. Demons walk and spirits fly, preying on, the walking by.....
The Passing of Me
Thunder echo's through hill and mind My days are spent. how precious time!
No longer Job, nor family kept. How short my passing, by all was wept.
On feathered wings, I should have flown. To ever remain at my fathers home.
No "Light" was offered, on my last breath. No Heavenly Slumber! Only death.
My entire life, now it seems. Was just a dream, inside a dream.
Now I perch upon my grave. No body left. nobody saved.
It's so dark, It's hard to breath, I can't move. I'm trying to get out. I can't stay in here. I am screaming. No one can hear me. I am trying to get out, I can't I can't. My heart is beating so fast. My breaths are shorter, even shallow. I close my eyes. I drift into my last thoughts. I take my last breath....
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