~Poetry~
<*Vampiress*>
          A Poem by Melissa Jean
Sitting and waiting                    Watching and debating              Pondering my life's blood          Feeling my heart and hearing    it's thud                                    I sense the presence of the         living                                        Those people who are callous    and unforgiving                        I prey on them                          Sucking their life's blood limb   to stem                                      I hunger for their impure flesh  I want to rip at their delicate,     tenuous, sinuey mesh                I embrace their fragrant, liquid  lullabye                                     I watch their confused and        excited expressions as they die   I walked amongst mankind for  centuries unknown                    Observing the ways in which     they have grown                        I am immortal I know no          mortal death                             Do not weep for me nor be        bereft                                        I chose my path by my will        and by my will alone                 I made this mistake for which   I can never atone                      So if you see me on those          dank, dark, merciless streets in  the dead of night                       Stand back in wonder be           amazed in fright                        For I am the Dark Lady, the      unbeloved, the Mistress of the    Dark                                         And if I the Vampiress should   beckon you; you should feel       your life's last poetic spark!
YES! I Understand
           A Poem By Melissa Jean
A Poem By Melissa Jean Charowsky
Flights of fancy; a ponderous plight                        When gypsys dance with the pale moon light           They bounce around turning about                         Putting all men in wonder; putting them in doubt   They cast their spells with wicked delight                Making the fire burn brighter a luminous light       They wear charms around their neck                      They keep all their angry demons in check              They know the future, present, and past                  If you ask them they'll say nothing lasts                  They read your fortunes in the caravan by the         road                                                                       They look at your hand carefully                             Your destiny has easily been foretold                       If you look carefully you'll see it too                        But you don't have the EYES to see , now do you?                                                                
    ~Gypsys~
I understand you now more than I thought    Your lessons were well learned and then        well taught                                                    You were once what I am in a season long    ago                                                               You've seen a lot  you seemed to know           You seemed to have felt my hurt and pain      before                                                           But it's all in the past you know the score      You know all the right solutions                    To my all my awkward, inward troubling      pollutions                                                      When I said I shouldn't care that much         You told me not to push it away, to always     keep it in touch                                             For when we lose track of who we are           We fall out of place like some distant star      You said, "Wipe the slate and make it            new."                                                           You said, "When you change your thoughts   change your view."                                       I am growing now more and more                It's a labor some task an arduous chore         One day I'll be free just like you                    I'll be able to fly like so few flew!                     
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