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Brother.
You are a vampire.
Why do you lust for blood?

Brother.
They have found out now.
Your death is certain.

Detest that agony.
Writhe with rage.
You will be lynched,
And burned in the sun.

Brother.
You are a Vampire.
Royalty runs in your veins.

You lust for blood.
Like a peasant for coins.

Die now.
In royal vain.
You ended your world.

When you ****** the life,
Out of the child.
That boy.
Part of a story I am typing.
 Apr 2014 Simaika von Adulan
J
You are never together, you are simply alone with somebody else.
My heart descends,
Into the realm of pain.
Clenching at the sound,
Of the everlasting screams.

I hug my knee's close,
Tears escape my eyes.
This severe pain never ends.
When I think of You and I.

Forbidden it has become,
Forever dead of love.
I fight still.

My soul wishes to surrender,
To stop its course.

I cannot take much more,
Of this dark world...
Why does it hurt?
This aching pain in my chest.
My ribs are burning,
As i fall to my death.
No one to love.
Just me alone.
Lying in the cool,flowing, overgrown grass
Bright,blue skies above you
A warm,fragant breeze flows over you,as if,
Someone is pulling the softest silk sheet across your body
Yet never quite touching you
Renewing you,as if you've slumbered for a thousand years


Clouds passing overhead
Imagination showing you figures and shapes,dreams and hopes
You've forgotten the worries of your previous life
To find a new life,now realizing,finally,
What life is meant to be


A lone ray of sunlight passes over you
As if to comfort,as a blanket might warm you on a cool night
You finally leave,a different person
With memories of your perfect day.
You were ice
And I was flame

You play it cool
While I'm overly uptight

Can we stand against the world
Together?
They say we can't be
But tell me they are all wrong
Paradox is what we are and they don't know us

28 March 2014
 Mar 2014 Simaika von Adulan
Liam
insidious...
the forces that bend us toward self-destruction

insidious...
the illusions that feed those malevolent forces

insidious...
the stories that construct those obscuring illusions

insidious...
the thoughts that metastasize into those deluding stories

insidious...
the mind that identifies with those detrimental thoughts

innocent...
the soul that succumbs
Sing with me,
As we dance with glee.
Beyond the ferals sight.

All I ask,
Is that you end this life.
Feeling remorse and denial.

My love your heart may be pure,
But thy actions are strange.
Why art thou cold this day?

Dance with me,
For the words of love shall warm you,
May light guide thee.
To thy hundreth!
#100th poem!!! :DD
Fearing my mind.
Scaring my sight.
All I see is fright tonight...

Blackness is so strange.
When the tendrils of its power,
Mark you're skin.

Adrenaline,Power,Sin.
All comes from within.
The stone cold mind..

Fearing my heart,
As it draws it's last beat.
Sending me off.

Into an eternal sleep...
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