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Faerie Origin
By The Lioness Rampant
death to me
the fire dies
I bleed alive
I shred my own skin
Razorblade romance
I slit my wrist open to reveal
green
skin and blue blood
I am not human
I am of Faerie nature
I weild this blade
in the name of something more
I live
for the thrill of the kill
and the shrill cries of my own body
my body sheds it's outer layer of skin
I have wings that unfold
that are irridecent
I am then shaken awake
only to realize
I am at home in my bed
with blood splattered on my sheets
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A former member wrote:
there's something so very sexual writhing beneath these bloody words... I think.... or maybe it's just me :) welcome to the valley.
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On Monday, June 13, 2011, The Lioness Rampant
(40)
wrote:
not sexual at all i have no idea where you pulled that from
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On Friday, June 10, 2011, Nameless Pariah
(126) wrote:
Dark, crimson dreams. I like.
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On Monday, June 13, 2011, The Lioness Rampant
(40) wrote:
thanks i write dark and my favorite quote is "midnight is the noon of thought" cant remember who wrote it though
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