Thursday, June 12, 2008
Sunday, June 1, 2008
Who am I?
Sometime I wonder after this world has been crushed,after it has been in my palm,
was it I who did it,
was it I who crushed everyones lives,
sometimes walking down the street
I think to myself
was it I who designed my life,
I wonder who created the life of ours,
as I sit here I wonder
was it I who pissed you off,
but the more I think about it, it becomes real,
was it I who upset you,
was it I who said it to piss you off,
was it I who detroyed or made your day horrible,
but I say, I am who I am,
I am sorry for the trouble I made,
I am not I no longer,
I am now the earth as i am crushed under my own palm !
The Vampire Within
The light dies down.
The shadows are alive.
The darkness overcomes me.
And I feel my blood pumping through my veins.
I can hear the pulses of everyone a mile away.
I feel the blood lust within me.
I take off and find the first living thing I see.
And she lays there...dead.
I stand there in horror.
Wondering about what I did.
Then the darkness comes back......forever.
And now I'm the vampire I always wanted to be.
The vampire within.
The shadows are alive.
The darkness overcomes me.
And I feel my blood pumping through my veins.
I can hear the pulses of everyone a mile away.
I feel the blood lust within me.
I take off and find the first living thing I see.
And she lays there...dead.
I stand there in horror.
Wondering about what I did.
Then the darkness comes back......forever.
And now I'm the vampire I always wanted to be.
The vampire within.
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