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Post by brandnewmessiah on May 25, 2007 10:27:43 GMT -6
Little dead girl Come be in my world Where it rains in crimson fairytales Say you want me To be the one who bleeds Out the soul of this very hell
A darling daughter Of the red water Flowing from your lifeless eyes Unable to speak With tongue to your cheek My taste of lust in what you’ve cried
Yeah I want it, yeah I need it Give me what you have inside
Your blood is what I love It’s all that I keep thinking of Smeared on my mind I’ll never be fine Until I can get enough
Zombie witch queen I’d give you everything For just one chance to be Sucking your skin When the blade goes in That is what I call ecstasy
A corpse of my own I won’t ever be alone As long as the grave’s unnamed We’ll dance until midnight In a blood red moonlight Which cast a shadow of you completely drained
Yeah you’ve got it, yeah I want it Everything you have inside
Your blood is what I love It’s even better than I’ve been dreaming of And now that it’s all mine, I will take my time Because to me you have always been enough
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Post by wistfuldragon on May 25, 2007 22:49:50 GMT -6
This Darkness is addictive...very powerful...
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Post by anirbas on May 27, 2007 20:54:20 GMT -6
Myteriously romantic usage of gothic metaphor to describe something else altogether than what is seen at first glance in the words...
Image reminds me of a raw and rough crayon sketch I did years back I titled Bruised... It was a self-portrait done in black, blue, purple and green crayola...
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Post by wistfuldragon on Jun 18, 2007 18:32:01 GMT -6
Going...going...gone...over this one...I had to reread it just to feel the feelings it brings again...
As Nir' says... GOT MORE?...hehehehehe...lol
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