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A little bit of poetry from the Bloody Awful Poet, about Drusilla, as he
considers becoming a Vamp.
Life and Death.
Beloved, how hast thou done me wrong?
Thy words cut into my mind ineffably
Is thy heart a stone?
Are thy thoughts as ice?
Be thy will that I should suffer?
And yet you speak of love
Passion
Flames of beauty!
I curse thee in my sleeping
Fear thee in my waking hours
You wash thy hate and love over me like waves
Breakers to the distant shores
Let thy eyes wander far from mine
Seek thy unearthly pleasures with another
Yet never stray from my side
For my heart beats in thy still breast
My breath comes from thy breathless lips alone
Do thy worst of evil to my body
But never go
Leave me not despondent
Alone
Heartless
Breathless
Passionless
Lifeless without thee
Death is without thee
Yet to ever be with thee is the living death
Death, take me to my Beloved.
Yes, take me

By Twinlady