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Evening 012
Apr 19, 2008 17:22
This is a much better night. The stars shine in such a magnificent manner. Breathing life into the night sky (
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the tyger
,
uncursed
,
request
,
laughing
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browning_baby
April 20 2008, 02:08:13 UTC
Nice piece. Always liked it.
Glad to see you're feeling better today.
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vampbratprince
April 20 2008, 02:37:43 UTC
It is a brilliant work.
I am as well, mon cheri. Though, your words yesterday linger in my mind to touch me today.
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valentineluke
April 20 2008, 08:54:48 UTC
Not quite the laugh I had in mind.
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vampbratprince
April 20 2008, 21:28:17 UTC
Not really, no. But, there are many poems out there. Shall I find another for you?
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valentineluke
April 20 2008, 22:00:49 UTC
What do you have in 'gothic schlock'?
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vampbratprince
April 20 2008, 22:54:28 UTC
eternal
It is a night of darkness, a song of death,
wolves vent their cry. The immortal one
stirs.
Mist shrouds her pale form,
a brooding fear.
Her midnight hair cascades over
white shoulders, and her
full crimson lips part slightly, to taste the
life streaming from the
pale flesh beneath
her.
Now a night of new life,
I smile vaguely.
You should try
this
. It was quite amusing.
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Glad to see you're feeling better today.
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I am as well, mon cheri. Though, your words yesterday linger in my mind to touch me today.
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It is a night of darkness, a song of death,
wolves vent their cry. The immortal one
stirs.
Mist shrouds her pale form,
a brooding fear.
Her midnight hair cascades over
white shoulders, and her
full crimson lips part slightly, to taste the
life streaming from the
pale flesh beneath
her.
Now a night of new life,
I smile vaguely.
You should try this. It was quite amusing.
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