Poems
My Perfect Guy...
My perfect guy...
He'll hold me close
He'll hold me tight won't let me go.
He'll share my interests, he's young at heart
But mature enough to regret depression from the start
I can always have a laugh with him
And he'll comfort me when i'm down
His hugs, they make me warm inside,
They turn around my frown
Whatever the colour, his mysterious eyes
Make me feel whole, but will also make me cry
He's passionate about the arts,
Both musical and imaginative
To me, his style, is as flawless as the midnight sky
Oh its undeniable, he's my perfect guy...
Writing Bits
This bit of writing i did for [Vampire Akis] mah sisyter! xD to put on Elftown Vampires
The moonlight shone eerily onto the smooth, wuthering marble of the various graves and tombs that were scattered about the deadly silent cemitary. The Witching Hour was drawing near... and the spirits of the night had begun to stir... the branches stretched their hands out to the abyss, reaching lustfully out to catch to silvery beams of light.
Deep in the oldest tomb, something stirred. A pair of blood red eyes snapped open, resting on a icey white surface, in a pitch black surrounding. A slow, deep, rasping breath emitted from a pair of pale, dead lips. Two cold, white, dry hands slowly pushed against the large stone lid of the tomb, easing it aside
Random Doodles
EBIL EYE!!!
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