Earned my pennies with paper,
and smiles with a twist of my hips.
I danced
and with a flick of my wrist.
You danced to.
Moved your feet down streets no one could saunter down.
All with just a twist of my hips,
and everyone danced.
You earn your pennies with a drag,
long and thoughtless.
Bellowed smoke from lips up into your nose.
With just a curl of your lips,
I danced.
Through a smoke ring wreath.
Jumped through hoops because nice boys will walk me down the street,
where everyone
danced.
Don't fuck with me; Ever since I have joined this site, I am questioned everyday about how my appearance apparently does not match it... I'd like to talk some sense into these kids about what the true image of a vampire is suppose to be. Try reading about Lilith for example... Doesn't seem to me that she was busy putting on slutty leather and caking on eyeliner..
I was named after her for a reason I suppose...
( end of rant )
COMMENTS
Just goes to show you how much people put credence into a LOOK ,as opposed to the actual substance of another.
LOL
So according to certain people I must put an avatar of death and night? lol....
hmmm
i guess i should name myself wolfy mcwolfwolf???
*snickers*
i feel for you hun, you are so like a Lilith in my opinion :)
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BLOODLIFE
12:25 Nov 27 2011
Wow!!
Dragonrouge
09:06 Jan 30 2012
The ending is awesome! Another great poem!