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Name: Carmen Lee
Location: boyertown, Pennsylvania, United States
Gender: Female


Interests: .......Have you ever tasted blood?
Expertise: ...crow bars......
Occupation: Artist
Industry: Art


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AIM: xmyxusedromance


Member Since: 11/12/2005

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Tuesday, December 27, 2005

havent updated in so long.

sorry bout that.

not like i get comments anyways..

well

im bored

gonna go

bye


Saturday, November 26, 2005

+ Cross my heart +
+ And hope to die +
+ Stick a needle +
+ In my eye +

+ Watch the blood +
+ Run down my face +
+ As I'm tortured +
+ In this place +

+ Will I die +
+ Throughtout the night +
+ For I am weak +
+ From the fight +

+ Please don't cry +
+ For my mistake +
+ In trusting you +
+ Love so fake +

 

Wails of pain,
Tears that mourn,
A bright-red stain,
On skin thats torn.

I walk a street,
On a shadowed moon,
But no light can keep,
On a night this soon.

I take a knife,
Please end it now,
Please end my life,
And break my vow.

But yet it beats,
My heart of flesh,
On blood-covered sheets,
My life is a mess.

Here they come,
A flood of tears,
But yet still some,
Shut their ears.

Why do you hate me?
What did I do?
Why do you beat me,
Until I'm through?

But yet it beats,
My heart of flesh,
On blood-covered sheets,
My life is a mess.

He hits me once more,
My face black and blue,
He gains one more score,
And I know this is true.

My bones are shattered,
My skin is cracked,
My clothes are tattered,
My hair unintact.

I see it now,
The river if red,
And yet somehow,
I feel happy instead.

And now it sleeps,
My heart of flesh,
On blood-covered sheets,
I can now rest.


Tuesday, November 22, 2005

What would you see?
To see through my eyes.
Would you see all the pain?
Would you see all the lies?
Could it give you nightmares,
And a broken restless sleep?
Would you want to kill yourself?
Or drown in pools so deep,
Can anyone out there heal me?
Does any one even care?
Would someone please comfort me,
Or are you just going to sit there and stare?
All it would take is one.
One person to hold me close.
Someone to say they love me,
Before I take my final dose.
Within my mind I cry.
I feel so warped and twisted.
Trying to let it all out.
My hands now bloody and fisted,
Cause me nothing but pain.
Tell me nothing but lies.
What would you see?
To see through my eyes?


(this is long it took me a while to write.so shut up.k?thanks much.)

A vampire's lament

Lay me down,my love. down,down in immortal sleep.red roses for you,my love. petals,blood red. cruel thorns that cut so deep. your essence,my love. into my yearning soul. let me learn your lessons,my love. and,may i learn them well. eternity is ours,my dear. time for us is lost. forever enthral waits for us,my child. but,oh,at such a cost. blood soaked sheets for thee,my love. will now adorn the tomb in which you dwell. death no longer waits for you,dear heart. we are now creatures bound in perpetual hell. come lay beside me and dream,my love. dream sweet dreams of rapture,only the damned can dream. drink from me all thee can take,dear child. come now and peirce tender skin. drink deep of my claret wine,sweet one. feel it pulsate through your veins. feel the wrath,the passion,the pain,true heart. feel the yearning,which others fear to name. take your fill of me,my love. through my eyes,the horrors ive seen. then,ill take my fill of you,true love. for we are the undead,and you are my king. time shrouds a veil around us,my love. a curtain,deep velvet and thick. boundless in time we are,my beloved. the seconds for us fail to tick. so come,lay thee down,cherished one. lay down beside my deathly form. and,we shall drink deep,we shall dream,we shall revel,my love. Til the morning, doth bring with her the dawn.

not too great...but what the hell.

x Carmen Lee x

ill have more of my poems/stories or whatever you call them later.


Wednesday, November 16, 2005

See all these people on the ground
wasting time
I try to hold it all inside
but just for tonight
the top of the world
sitting here wishing
the things I've become
that something is missing
maybe I...
but what do I know

And now it seems that I have found nothing at all
I want to hear your voice out loud
slow it down
without it all
I'm choking on nothing
it's clear in my head
and I'm screaming for something
knowing nothing is better than knowing at all
on my own



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