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Name: Kali
Location: Fremont, Ohio, United States
Birthday: 6/29/1985
Gender: Male


Interests: Wicca, Music, Vampyres, Poetry
Expertise: Wicca, Music, Vampyres
Occupation: Military


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Member Since: 6/5/2005

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Monday, June 13, 2005

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Nymphetamine
By Cradle of Filth
14
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Nemphetamine

Lead to the river
Midsummer, I waved
A 'V' of black swans
On with hope to the grave
All through Red September
With skies fire-paved
I begged you appear
Like a thorn for the holy ones

Cold was my soul
Untold was the pain
I faced when you left me
A rose in the rain
So I swore to the razor
That never, enchained
Would your dark nails of faith
Be pushed through my veins again

Bared on your tomb
I am a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above unto me?
For once upon a time
From the binds of your lowliness
I could always find
The right slot for your sacred key

Six feet deep is the incision
In my heart, that barless prison
Discolours all with tunnel vision
Sunsetter
Nymphetamine
Sick and weak from my condition
This lust, a vampyric addiction
To her alone in full submission
None better
Nymphetamine

Nymphetamine, nymphetamine
Nymphetamine girl
Nymphetamine, nymphetamine
My nymphetamine girl

Wracked with your charm
I am circled like prey
Back in the forest
Where whispers persuade
More sugar trails
More white lady laid
Than pillars of salt
(Keeping Sodom at night at bay)

Fold to my arms
Hold their mesmeric sway
And dance to the moon
As we did in those golden days

Christening stars
I remember the way
We were needle and spoon
Mislaid in the burning hay

Bared on your tomb
I am a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above unto me?
For once upon a time
From the binds of your holiness
I could always find
The right slot for your sacred key

Six feet deep is the incision
In my heart, that barless prison
Discolours all with tunnel vision
Sunsetter
Nymphetamine
Sick and weak from my condition
This lust, a vampyric addiction
To her alone in full submission
None better
Nymphetamine

Sunsetter
Nymphetamine
None better
Nymphetamine

Nymphetamine, nymphetamine
Nymphetamine girl
Nymphetamine, nymphetamine
My nymphetamine girl


Sunday, June 12, 2005

Now I Know Why I Bleed

After many night of sending the blade deeper into my skin

I now know why

It is because of YOU!

You make me do this

You are the reason I bleed

Look what I am doing for you and you are still ungrateful

I have become a warrior for all of you

But you spit in my face for it

I thought you would be proud

Why aren't you proud

I am going to shed more of my blood for you but this time it is a rightous reason

And still you are not proud

So I say FUCK YOU

Now I hope I lose my battles

That way you won't have to worry

I would have died for an unjust cause

Then you can laugh and spit on my grave

Isn't that what you want

Well this is my final goodbye

I must go bleed one last time

And even though you don't care

I am still doing this FOR YOU!


Sunday, June 05, 2005

Why I Bleed Times Two

 

Here goes the blade again

Deeper and deeper it goes

Why can't I ever have what I need

Everyone takes but never gives

You take my feelings but you won't give back

I have strong feelings for you but there is nothing for me

Why must I give without recieving

I know it sounds selfish, but you made me selfish

If a person has nothing they are going to want

So if you give me nothing back I have nothing

This thought makes me cry

I see you suffering like I do and you do the things I do to get rid of the pain

I try to tell you to stop but I am a hypocrite

If you can't get what you need from them, take it from me

Here I am giving it to you

I just ask for the same thing in return

And if that is too high of a price for you then I am sorry but you are helpless

Which makes me helpless

I don't want to be helpless, no one does

So I cry for the both of us

And now I bleed for the both of us

My blood becomes your blood

Let me bleed for you so you don't have to

As the blood hits the ground you still walk away

 

This poem is dedicated to my very good friend....Latasha

 



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