Nosferatu
Exceeding the passion of these most love torn dreamers he languishes in the glow of his millionth Sunset then vanquishes the dreams of his millionth soul lover of night taker of life Nosferatu walks silent and alone living not by minutes, days or years the pros and cons of neverending life on earth the ecstasy and the terror of immortality to never die to never love for to love a mortal is to watch her succumb to the ravages of time and human time is but a blink she curls into a quiet sleep and dreams of Sunrise he kisses her upon the cheek and cries to the moon
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Deckard
I began writing poetry when I was a teenager and it truly saved me from a destructive path. 'Time Heals' will be on my grave stone'. I have 3 incredible kids who are the greatest gifts that God has given me. If I have advice to give to aspiring...
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