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As she curls on the floor of the forest deep,

she cries tears of blood for the lost souls of the deep.

The fog rises trying to cover her pain from the world.

But nothing is hidden from the new morning sun’s rays,

as the morning rises to mother earth’s call;

she is rendered to the depths of hell once more, only to wait for the night, when she will rise again.

Her soul whole, no longer crying through another lonely night,

while in the murky depths of the pond so still,

is the face of a man in the same pain as she.

He carries the love from lost lovers of the past, as he watches her pulled down once more,

he waits by the cool water near the shore

for another glimpse of her sadden beauty once more.

Wishing he could just wash her tears away, wishing he would no longer be saddened by another lonely day.



Written by: Dianna Dill

Oct 23erd 2012

in the shadows of a waned existence lays a cold mistress of old.

Drenched in the fears of every living soul.

waking from her sleepless night she stands cradled in the worlds greatest fright.

her protector in the darkest of times.

he holds her close, his claws in bedded into her dark heart.

she embraces his death grip upon her very flesh, and welcomes his touch like that of an immortals kiss

come to your senses in the coldest of these nights.

and she will still have you screaming with a delighted yet lustful cry.

her eyes will mesmerize you, her touch excite you and ignite you.

when its over she will leave you wanting and begging for more.

she is your lost souls true darkest desire.

your body's one and only true fire.

cling to her if you have the will.

for she will take you on a darkened journey

of real mystery lust and lure.

this child of the darkened night beckons you to her playhouse tonight.

come if you dare or just stand there still

for when you look into those eyes,

you will hear the cry's of pleasure and join in her flight.

for she is the daughter of demons

your one true taste of dark forbidden desire.





Written By: Dianna Dill

July 11th 2009

In the deepest darkest far off places

Shadows of a girl wrapped in Lillian & laces

Her soul drenched in blood with her eyes all a glow

She shivers from something cold and unknown

A desperate clinging to the frozen cold walls

Cries can be heard from the depth of hell

Where she has been left, buried in sin

Whimpers are udderd for someone to hear

Wanting to be held, to be loved

For someone to want her near

Crimson droplets fall from her pouty trembling lips

Be careful of what you think to promise

For if you break her heart

She will steal yours with every last drop

from her immortal kiss



written by: Dianna Dill

april 1st 2009

A frozen love stilled by the pain of her own needless shame,

Through the small crystal tears of broken promises and broken dreams,

Slumbering in time she will now and forever be.

The heart of a gentle woman with the love of a life time to share,

Fashioned on the whims of false misunderstandings and fake acceptances

Tears of a love broken and shattered by the emptiness of mans fashioned fate

Her love always playing a part in the ending of one’s own tattered state

Used and misunderstood she fights to survive in a world filled full of violence and lies

Where she once had given her heart to heal the pain of men

She now holds it closer still deep within

For the love she has to offer to those she holds dear

Is no longer enough to fill even the coldest of hearts that are near

Ripped by reality and consumed in fear knowing that she is near to her final end

The life she was given was only immortal for a time and that place surly no longer abides here

Never given to frailty or to the time of mans own demise

She is now and forever

Frozen in time

written by: Dianna Dill

july7th 2009

Come to the light in the dead of night.

See into her soul feel that immortal flow.

Crimson tears for the fallen kings of old.

The moon her soul, the night her cloak.

Careful for you may find her fangs attached to your throat.

Her eyes glow in her hunger for blood.

The sadness she feels with her undying soul,

Is more frightening than her screams in the darkest of nights.

As she takes flight into the clouds, you will hear her whispered pleas.

Tell me lost soul; do you have what it takes?

To rip from me this lonely immortal curse.

Set me free, never to feed again upon this cursed earth.

Set my hunger ablaze, and give me your life to feed.

Or let me go to the great blue sea.

For in this life she is your nightmare and prayer.

She can take you to forbidden places, and change the mortal faces.

Giving your life a new name, or making you question the fate of men.

So come to her embrace if you dare.

For she will gladly share her cursed fate.

For a moment of peace that she finds there.





Written by: Dianna Dill

March 31st 2009