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JealousyJealousy. Oh, my dearest friend, You're home again. My green-eyed monster. It's been a while. So what now, friend? You just missed me, I guess. It's been strange without you. Welcome back.Jealousy
by ~LMD-Norwich
ResentmentResentment building, tearing a hole in my heart. I'm slowly breaking... Losing everything. I'm going to fall apart.Resentment
by ~LMD-Norwich
The HuntThe HuntThe Hunt
"There are such are such beings as vampires..." said the Dr. Van Helsing in Bram Stoker's famous novel Dracula. Well done, Stoker. At least that's one thing you got right. I'm Bonnie Sinclair, and I was born in 1984, the latest in a long, long succession of Sinclair vampire hunters. The Sinclairs are an old family, and one I'm proud to be from. Alas, over the many centuries, names have changed, but the old Sinclair ways are essentially the same. Legend has it that we Sinclairs are the descendants of relatives to Vlad Dracul, a member of the order of the dragon (a group who protected Christianity an
by ~LMD-Norwich
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KarmaHello Karma, my old friend, I'm glad to see we meet again. I piss on you, and you on me; But I piss a stream and you the sea.Karma
by ~KCJackson
The Curse of the DreamerWalk with me a while, and let me tell you a tale of a boy who's eyes shone bright with the lustre of dreams. It was skin he'd never touched that brushed 'cross his cheek and lips he'd never taste that kissed his soul 'til he'd scream. He could in no way see the world of brick and of stone that was all about him in the waking hours of day but he could see the gods turn aft on him and scorn and he could see the devil dance and watch the devil play. "My boy", the devil teased, "the gods care not of you. Dance a while with me and I shall lead you where you go." At first he pulled away, hThe Curse of the Dreamer
by ~KCJackson
Give UpI tried to see this evening,Give Up
but I was blind,
I tried to think this evening,
but lost my mind,
I tried to feel this evening,
but I was numb,
I tried to speak this evening,
but I was dumb. No matter how much I try,
However long I cry,
The tears will dry and leave their mark,
The light will fade and leave just dark.
I tried to smile this evening,
but instead I cried,
I tried to live this evening,
but I just died,
I tried to climb this evening,
but I fell down,
I tried to breathe this evening,
but instead I dr
by ~KCJackson
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