I consider myself a very spiritual person. I close my eyes and i endure the finest of words. Ive been writing since i was 8. I've always been diffrent never seem to fi it, yet i'm content. I love reading love candles. Mostly I like th dark. All thats wild and beautiful comes out at night. Dare to be diffrent

Rac

Mediu

5' 6 (1.68 m)

Șaten

hispanică/latină

Singur(ă)

Da - Acasă

Nu sunt sigur(ă)

Buze

Altele

Blond închis

Câine, Pește

Nu

Ceva colegiu

Cu normă întreagă

Medicină / Sănătate

Cu un copil (copii)

Liniște totală

Da - des

Da - sociabil

Izgonit

Închis, Atent, Întunecat, Ciudat

Citire

Acasă, Încercarea de lucruri noi, Relaxare, Citind o carte

Altele

Deștept

Drame, Filme

De groază

Rock , Metal , Latino, Punk

Biografie, Ficțiune, De groază, Mister, Filozofie, Poezie, Știință, Științifico-fantastic, Sunt un autor

Dinning thunder of your heartbeat
Pulsing here beneath my lips
Telegraphs along the length
Of veins from neck to fingertips.

Heart that calls, I cannot answer
Trapped so deep in sleep's embrace.
Your incessant measured knocking
Cannot stir me from my place.

Torturer! Have you no mercy?
Cease, now! Let me sleep the day!
No, the tolling instrument
Of torment timpanist must play.

Siren, must you lure me further?
You invade my every dream.
Raging rush of carmine liquid
Drowns me, parched, within its stream.

How to bid him cease his thunder?
Stop him? You will cease to be.
That, unless you join the blood-dance
Tooth to neck, both you and me.

Dare I do it? Would you join me
Thirsting through eternity?
But what difference? After yours
Another heart would beat for me.

Still, the blood-dance never ceases;
Drummers leave, the dance remains.
Hearts will cease; the drummer drumming
Slack his pace and stop--in vain.

Dinner-gong! Do you not know
You call m

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