Bloody kisses, Blackened hearts,
Razors sharp, and Vampire marks
Broken wings and evil things
All within my heart…
Stolen innocents, Roses dead,
Plucked of all beauty…
Maiden fair, Blood so sweet,
Skin so soft, as memories deplete,
I choose to be this way…
Killers gaze, all is a haze,
All I can remember is wondering through your maze…
Always and forever I am lost…
I lick my lips and close my eyes
My imagionation lights like fireflies
Darkness is where my soul is found
When i fall i will pull you down
The rose i hold in my heart
Is the same rose that will help me start
Blood drips from my lips
For i have love at my fingertips
You love her and i love him
When you talk my whole world dims
We will one day find our fate
At this moment we do relate
To the night we will go
The blood we see is the never ending flow
As one day you will see
That you were always meant for me
~*~pain is love~*~*-Misty
As she sat crying of a broken heart as she steped out of the light and into the dark. In her head she saw the truth but she walked away she just walked away. And she will never be the same. Day after day she sat crying, tearing out the pain. No one knows of the seacret life she hides oh so broken up inside. And now she sits by the window watching as the rain falls down. She thinks of all the smiles she would fake and all the joy she didnt take. Now she looks into the mirror wishing she would just dissaper..just disapere. And she will never be the same. Day after day she sat crying of a broken heart.
Black rose fade beneath my grave. For the lord you know isnt the one who will save. Pray onto the one who have cursed. And i promise you have not seen the worst. -Misty
This is for all of my friends with a broken home. I know that growing up never felt so alone. Not knowing what might happen next. Cause you got pill poppers and blood-stoppers and things you see police chaseing in helicoppers. And you got drunkers and wife beaters. And all of the things you WON'T tell your teackers. Growing up in a world so cold and all of the things you love you sold.-Misty
All I hear is rips and tares of broken hearts and despaire. Whan angels cry and demon fly a swift clean cut stops the pain inside of all the tears and pride. I wake up in a hostpital bed thinking of all the things i dread of broken-hearts and innocent all things God and rependence. Kiss me with your poisened lips my life is at your fingertips.-Misty
Your darkness upon my rose your blood upon my lips and all the life and love is at my fingertips. Sweet is the blood i taste, tender is the skin i feel. And as i write this poem and with my kiss i seal. I seal my fate I seal my heart and with all of this pain i feel i will do my part to keep it within my heart. Cold is the heart i feel barley beating within my chest and now as i write trying to catch my last breath. Now i am shivering and shaking within my mortal skin with my immortal soul quaking to be free.-Misty
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