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One my love is all I ask, one piece of you for me to pass the time when you and I do part, for time can’t heal a broken heart. A broken heart can never mend, even though their owners tend to forget and try to move on through the pain that’s felt by me and you. For you and I shall never find a love so strong nor one that binds two souls in an embrace so strong, that love does make those two souls one.
by ~Vampire-doll87
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To Curse the NightTo Curse the Night: A Tale of the Glasgow KindredTo Curse the Night
“My kitten walks on velvet feet
And makes no sound at all
And in the doorway nightly sits
To watch the darkness fall
I think he loves the lady, Night
And feels akin to her
Whose footsteps are as still as his
Whose touch as soft as fur” - Night, Lois Weakly McKay
Betrayal.
The darkness was falling, he thought, standing at the entrance to the Underground, a shimmering convergence of metal and glass, descending into the depths. He drew his hood close, the night enveloping him; embracing him….He was
by ~ChronoMCC
EmbraceI've held you so close, I've felt the silk of your lips. I've tasted salvation in a kiss, I've fallen into your embrace.Embrace
Spellbound we lie, trapped in webs of love. Lust pales to pallor, in your soft embrace.
I've laid alone too long, wishing you were there. I've sought salvation, and fled damnation to your embrace...
Sanctified in slumber, wrapped in ties that bind. Paling into insignificance, against your embrace.
I've said too much, revealed my heart to you. I've found salvation, safe in your embrace
by ~ChronoMCC
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- Current Residence: Scotland
- Interests: music, reading, art
- Favourite band or musician: Just one?
- Favourite genre of music: rock, but like anything so long as its not dance :p
- Favourite poet or writer: Phillip Pullman, Clive Barker, Neil Gaiman, Stephen King and loads others
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As I stand shoulder to shoulder with my battle brothers, I am forced to wonder; Who can I trust? I am being asked to fight men who I once called comrade. I ask myself; what manner of ruin will befall us next?
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