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Epilogue For A VampireCold hunger Needing warmth Blood Love Body lay still hardened Frozen in death A sense a pinprick Upon skin Tingling Senses more than before Lie on top of me Feel my heart beating Yours cold and frozen Skin getting warmer Touched by the heat my heat Calling
When you move towards me I am frozen Not in fear but in desire In anticipation Drink of me
Blood coursing through your veins Your heart beats joining mine Lying still like this together Stay with me through The cold dark night Ga Epilogue For A Vampire
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Your DreamYour deep blue eyes Chestnut hair Lips so sweet Skin so fair
Your beauty is Beyond compare
You’ll be the brightest light This world has ever seen
Young and slight Ethereal one Who stepped out of a dream
You’ll be the brightest star This world has ever seen
A dizzying scene The Hollywood son Splashed all over magazines
Your blue deep eyes Chestnut hair Skin so sweet Lips so fair
Your future’s bright Beyond compare Your Dream
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Can It Ever Be The SameCan it ever be the same The love that one feels Is echoed in another Can it ever be the same In all that we dream And long for And soul’s ache for Ever be mirrored in another
Can it ever be the same That what a woman is feeling That all she is feeling In love In longing In dreaming In being A man could feel the same In longing In love In wanting In dreaming Of a love eternal Of a love unequaled Of a someone to light his way As she longs Dreams Imagines Hopes Loves I Can It Ever Be The Same
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Pale MoonchildPale moonchild Tiny one With accolades of powers Far beyond your youth Seer of my future Wizard of my past Bestowed discerning wisdom Honed sharper
By your miraculous gifts
Pale moonchild The silver light of your soul Is a beacon to the truth In others’ hearts Melancholy one Haunted and wise Too young to bear the burden Of sorrow Of the loss of carefree childhood joys And naiveties
Pale moonchild Shining to reveal What we keep hidden in shadows Child of the silver tears Mourning the worl Pale Moonchild
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CaptivityIf I were to see the sky, Since I've been trapped in endless dark I'm so alone down here, I'd cry With smells so stale and walls so stark.
I tried to escape once before But the people that should protect me Forced me back through your door You've hidden me--now they can't detect me.
You forced on me your vile pleasures In captivity, the basement hidden You took my only treasures, My incest-made yet precious children.
Mom now can't support the rest And you can't keep on "finding" them But now I realize the first are blessed The ones y Captivity
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DreamsI'm just a man, a simple man I have no dreams of fame I don't have schemes, or brilliant plans My goals are far more tame
A loving wife, some darling kids A happy house, a home A private room, completely rid Of everything but tomes
A yard in front, some trees out back If possible, a pool A Weber grill, of shiny black Where I alone shall rule
And in one tree, inside a fort With towers and a door My little knights will hold their court, Then camp out on the floor
I do not want a fancy car Or cash, as you can see &nbs Dreams
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LOST: Ham"C'mere, son," Roger Linus said one evening to his son as he entered the front door of their DHARMA home. Ben approached apprehensively, able to tell his father wasn't particularly sober. Roger clumsily patted the spot on the sofa next to him and Ben obliged, sitting cautiously.

"They key to getting a good woman," Roger spoke, his speech slightly impeded by the DHARMA beer he had been consuming, "is to know howta cook. Women, they like meat. Ham especially. Cook a woman ham, and she'll fall for you like that!" He snapped his fingers and Ben looked to the older man slightly amused."Ham; that's a sexy meat," his father concluded. LOST: Ham
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Bocke : Not my faultNow he made a big mistake. That flashlight was pointing to my face for just a second before it started. The cabin started to shake and twist, John looked horrified. The lamp fell to the floor and made a little firewall for few seconds. I told Jacob to stop it and he replied by pushing me against the wall. I really hate when he is angry like that… There are consequences. And I feared what those would be this time. John escaped from the cabin, and I wished I could have followed him. But I had to stay, had to listen what Jacob had to say. Finally the cabin stopped shaking and I stared at the man sitting in the chair. I wanted to ask w Bocke : Not my fault
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Hi Deviant Art!

Thu Oct 8, 2009, 1:27 PM

Hi there

I am a poet, prose, fanfiction, and illustrated writer, hope to be a novelist (someday). This is my account for my writings, erotic and adult, poetry and prose, for

As I am more of an erotic artist in writings I wanted to start a new account here featuring mostly them.

I will be placing my written works of my OCs here, possibily with some drawings of them too. The drawings for them will either be featured here or at my drawing account on

HERE

My website on Fanfiction.net is HERE if you are interested in some of my posted online fanfiction. So far I just have a couple of LOST (TV series) fanfiction up-with Ben and Sawyer and Kate.

Greetings from

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