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Sweet life

She digs herself a shallow grave.
Not unleashing what might be found,
she lays her sweet head upon the ground,
sleeping until the moon is around.
As the night creatures are a slumber she too rests. 
Day brake is upon her. As the day sets into night once again,
she rises from her eternal slumber, the chill of the night,
awakes her, thrust over comes her, a blood lust is what she
hungers. The taste of sweet life on her lips is what she craves.
Eternal Hunger

As darkness falls upon the land
Nighttime is at hand
Creatures arise from the night
Blood is what they demand
Life, thy eternal life is what thy cave
Rising out of thy own grave
The taste on thy lips
The hunger in thy eyes
By Jennifer
By Jennifer
By Jennifer
My Story

To know me is to understand me, so hears my story, everything has two sides, dark and light, good and bad, innocent and evil, heads and tails, like everyone I too have this aspect.  Normally people see my softer side, carefree, loving, understanding, honest, the girl next door type, wouldn’t hurt a fly. This side of me loves the summer and the daylight, That’s me in general, Then there’s the darker side, which knows the pain, the anger, the torment of my sole, which cries and is in pain, also this side holds the more naughtier side, the seductress, the bad girl, the gothic side of me, the one who enjoys the darkness, and understands that pain and pleasure have a thin line between them, this side of me also understands depression, sadness and loneliness, and the loss of a loved one, this side hides deep inside me, but with anything wild you must let it free once and awhile, this side seems very animalistic, to know me is to understand that I show both sides at all times because I’m not afraid to show my dark side, it’s who made me who I am. Most of the time though the darker side is under control.