| This was written for a contest a while ago, but for some reason I'm rather fond of it. A vampire story with a new take on things if you like... |
I Hate Everything About You
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AliceVerse Look into the mirror Don't like much what I see Skeleton in the closet All I seem to beAlice
Feel so tired and faded Hiding in my bed Aching to remember Words I should forget
Chorus And you're But a dream to me Alice stuck in the looking glass All I seem to be
Verse Late to meet my sorrow Was caught up on the way Truth is out there somewhere Will be mine someday
Chorus And you're But a dream to me Alice stuck in the looking glass All I seem to be
Bridge Lost i
by ~sleepyfaerie
DesireLong to taste sweet lips on mine Though those do taste a thousand times Yet eyes do follow round the room And arms do tighten round my waist A smile for me, kiss on the neck But lips I long for never come Alone I wait, the time too long For visiting my empty place To reap the punishments of hope Where dreams are smashed and honour broke And wings of love are silenced still Your smile that plays on hollow lips Safe locked behind the darkened eyes And twisted in this sallow mind With chains and bars and buried keys Trapped twice below this shallow heart &nDesire
by ~sleepyfaerie
ControlOscar likes being in control. He likes the feeling when he throws his lunch away, or pours his smoothie down the sink, just because he can. He loves lifting up his shirt and counting his ribs one by one, loves pinching his arms just to see how easily they will bruise. There is no greater thrill that standing on the scales and seeing the numbers drop lower, even though they’re never low enough.Control
Oscar likes being in control. He likes knowing he can say no to the voice in his head and eat a piece of chocolate cake or drink a strawberry milkshake. He likes feeling the flesh around his thighs and at the top of his arm
by ~sleepyfaerie
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HOPEby ~Licks-Ninjas
a n y h o wby ~saarSEZ
Do you love me yet?It isn't enough to say "I love you." After all, actions do speak louder than words. Wilting flowers and rancid chocolates; Teeth stained black from biting into half-decomposed bone.Do you love me yet?
And, to think I thought my silent heart –
The hole in my chest still ragged and raw from my
Fingers digging deeper and deeper to find it –
Would be enough to prove that everything I've said is true!
But with eyes that shine with greed, and hands that beg for company, I plop my heart right down into those outstretched palms And watch as fingers curl, curl, curl around it Sq
by ~DeadmansCrescendo
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Consider this as a gift as you taste him on your lips
And he's making you scream with his hands on your hips
I hope he's leaving you empty baby this is just a fix
For such a simple little whore
When I Get Home You're So Dead
Mayday Parade
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xoxo,
Delilah.
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Consider this as a gift as you taste him on your lips
And he's making you scream with his hands on your hips
I hope he's leaving you empty baby this is just a fix
For such a simple little whore
When I Get Home You're So Dead
Mayday Parade
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'my sorrow, when she's here with me,
thinks these dark days of autumn rain are beautiful as days can be;
she loves the bare, the withered tree;
she walks the sodden pasture lane.'
-Robert Frost<3
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Consider this as a gift as you taste him on your lips
And he's making you scream with his hands on your hips
I hope he's leaving you empty baby this is just a fix
For such a simple little whore
When I Get Home You're So Dead
Mayday Parade
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Consider this as a gift as you taste him on your lips
And he's making you scream with his hands on your hips
I hope he's leaving you empty baby this is just a fix
For such a simple little whore
When I Get Home You're So Dead
Mayday Parade
That's very exciting.
They're great, aren't they?
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Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori.
Bullshit.
WOW. YOU ARE AN AMAZING PERSON.
Yes, they are great; in so many ways. Know if they're coming to England any time soon?
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Consider this as a gift as you taste him on your lips
And he's making you scream with his hands on your hips
I hope he's leaving you empty baby this is just a fix
For such a simple little whore
When I Get Home You're So Dead
Mayday Parade
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