

If onlyIf only you could see,
the invisible tears she sheads
through her fake smile.
-Lilium

Not Understanding"I don't understand.
Why she wants this attention.
She uses me to show out her feelings.
Even though I'm not real.
Just a part of her imagination.
Even though she needs me.
Or else,
she might break,
snap in two.
And never recover." -Lilium

Someone's There"I remember when I was younger, I was falling.
Deeper and deeper into nothingness.
I thought I would never go back up to the surface.
Until one day someone, out of a million people, saw me falling and they caught me.
After that day, I started to come closer and closer to the surface.
To this day, I am still falling.
Not as deep,
because I know that I have people there for me."
-Lilium


Question We Want AnsweredLove
What do you know about it?
Do you think its an emotion
Or a burden put upon us?
Do you know how to feel it
or is it only felt when its gone?
Do you think its different for others?
I...I don't know
I never felt it
Never
Not when we kissed just 'cause
Not when you wiped away my tears
when I was sad
Not when you embraced me with your
manly hands
Not even when you said I love you
Not even when I got the warm fuzzy feeling
whenever I missed you
I never felt it...not even when...
When you died in my arms
and your deep blue eyes seized to shine
and your glowing skin turned pale
and your luscious lips cracked.

The RebirthShe's sitting there on the bed thinking of whats to come the next day. Naked with only a blanket covering her brests. The whole room is covered with many shades of silver. She's waiting there for her boy toy to come in thinking that he's all and mighty while her plan is just slowly rolling along. The apartment is located on the 21st floor of a big building in New York City. The big window open looking out at the black city with sparkles of light. She reaches for a glass of sake on the nightstand next to her. Drinking it all in one gulp and going under the blanket laying there trying to look seductivly on the bed. He walks in through the door.

DravenIt was silent that early evening.
The sun slowly setting down and the big red moon rising up.
Filling the big black sky shining red as their blood.
Her eyes opened, their purple gleam seducing you into a trance.
Just like her smile.
So seductive.
So dangerous.
Wearing her usual gear.
Her tattoo markings already itching with thirst.
And slowly the deadly claws expand wanting blood.
The lust overwhelming that she doesn't feel the pain of her bones
moving back and forth forming and shaping the long scissor like fingers.
She spots one of them.
They're already chasing a human.
Draven
Yes...yes...
Draven...that's her name
She
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