Im deleting my etire gallery, and you can find my new account here;
[link]
and i wont be signing on here anymore.
toodles. :]
<3kee


Screaming For Sunset: PoemFather, Im sorry for my sins and my crimes. Knowing no better, but to murder and lie. Forget silver bullets and stakes through the heart, This creature of night dies of a broke heart. Theres no point in living to be the vampires feast. The doctor wont help you, and nor will the priest. But who else will you go to, When the people you trust, Are vampires too? To all of your friends, youre simply more prey. Choose Creature of Night, or Victim of Day? 666 bells will chime on the eve of his death. The demons will mourn and the angels will lScreaming For Sunset: Poem
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[curses]
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