vampirepoet37 c. posted an article on vampirepoet37's Xanga Site - Dec 31, 1969, 7:00 pm
My death is my fame my fame is my death until i'll awake just to find myself gone insane within my brain of eternal nightmare's of creature's.
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vampirepoet37 c. posted an article on vampirepoet37's Xanga Site - Dec 31, 1969, 7:00 pm
Shadow's are creeping behind me like a wild wolf in this valley of death that hunt's for food well into this midnight moon of creature's howling beyond the hill's of the dead that shall never awake agian from their grave's within there tomb of eternal darkness.
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vampirepoet37 c. posted an article on vampirepoet37's Xanga Site - Dec 31, 1969, 7:00 pm
Death is like a deam like Hell is a state of mind that we forever live in like a jail cell of never ever escaping without eternal death that come's after us like a wild wolf hunting for food in this desert night.
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vampirepoet37 c. posted an article on vampirepoet37's Xanga Site - Dec 31, 1969, 7:00 pm
Death is nothing more then a inner dream that we have beyond our mind's in between this valley of shadow's that creep behind us like a bad black out well into this night of our birth,life and somewhat death that will come to us all sooner or later in this midnight hour of creature's.
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vampirepoet37 c. posted an article on vampirepoet37's Xanga Site - Dec 31, 1969, 7:00 pm
I feel most alive when i feel dead inside my darkness soul of mine,living on the edge,tasting the cold still blade of death,noing that it's coming,knocking upon my door well into this end of dawn as we no it as life itself.
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