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Her Heart Beats a SongHer Heart Beats a Song by Golden-Leaves
Her heart beats a song in the starlight
I pretend to be tasting the air
She looks at me with good intentions
I don’t think she’ll find goodness there
Her hands are like fire on ashes
I choke on my words, from the thirst
The air is indeed good for tasting
And the hunger must always come first, my dove
Our hunger must always come first
Die, like a bird felled by arrows
Writhe, like a wound in the sand
Give me salvation or give me your soul
It’s the latter I crave from your hand
Hold on forever; forever give in
And breathe this magnificent curse
Your life is a Psalm that I’ve written myself
For the hunger must always come first, sweet thing
Our hunger must always come first
Author ConfessionYou will never read this. I have made sure of it.Author Confession by Golden-Leaves
This will not be a document when it reaches you. It will be in the form of a letter, sealed and stamped neatly. Because I know you like it that way.
I like to think I know all about you. But you are not real. You don’t exist. Your birth was invented.
This is a stupid idea, though I’m following through. For your eyes will never look upon the letter, nor will your fingers crease the worn, ugly handwriting. Ugly because it is misshapen. Misshapen because ink blots are born from tears.
(Yes. I’m begin poetic. You might as well get used to it.)
I never cry for myself. I need a hurting heart first. And you are in so much pain, my love.
I shouldn’t call you “my love.” I shouldn’t call you anything. You are not real. You don’t exist. You are the figment of a thousand imaginations.
Can I compliment you? Is that permissible? I never tire of doing so. I trace you in my agonies, praise you in m
Alarisa part 3ALARISA PART 3Alarisa part 3 by ladymoonscar9828
BREAKING DAWN part 1
Rissa arrived in Forks four days before the wedding.
"Holy mamma," she whistled. "Geez, the big day isn't for another few days. Why is all this stuff up now? Ya'll don't need to sleep."
"I want it done perfectly," Alice fretted. "Okay, let's get you fitted for your bridesmaid dress!" She suddenly pursed her lips and eyed Rissa's hair. "Actually, we'll get that sorted out first."
Rissa ran a hand down her horribly straight hair. Even the streaks were gone.
"Alice, you're cruel," she whimpered as she sipped a Coke.
"It would've looked nasty with the dress," Alice snapped.
Bella eyed Rissa's hair. "It's not that bad. Actually, you look kind of dainty."
Rissa groaned and slumped forward. "Why did I let myself get into this situation?! God, the Volturi will love this."
"What?" Edward asked.
Rissa flushed. "Oh, right, um I have something to tell you all."
Emmett turned off the TV and Carlisle sat his book aside. Everyone stared at her. Rissa sig
Dancing Vampires Aro Volturi knew that Jane, Heidi and Chelsea had seen Audrey in her new dance dress. He also knew that the girls were avoiding him so that he would be surprised on Saturday.Dancing Vampires by ladymoonscar9828
"I don't think I can wait another two days," Aro sighed.
"I don't think appearing at the Vampire Ball with that human is a good idea," Caius said. "The gossip is going to be unbearable."
"Hush, now, brother," Aro chided lightly. "You like Audrey, too."
"Not the way you do," Caius grumbled.
Audrey Swan hummed to herself as she danced around her house, dusting every surface she could reach. She needed something to do before she was supposed to arrive at the Volturi castle. Tonight was going to be wonderful! She was sure of it.
She felt the familiar break in the air behind her. Audrey smiled. "I thought we were going to wait until tonight."
She was grabbed from behind and dipped down almost to the floor. Aro smiled down at her. "I'm going insane waiting." He kissed her.
Audrey pushed him
Audrey's Beginning-ch.7Aro had lost track of everything, even where Audrey and Thadeus were. It was difficult distinguishing his dear guard from Thadeus' minions.Audrey's Beginning-ch.7 by ladymoonscar9828
Then he saw something that made him freeze; Tristan engaged a vampire, his teeth bared, but the vampire was ready for him, and slammed the boy down and wrapped its arms around his head.
Aro saw Tristan's red eyes widen in surprise just before he was ripped apart. Next to Aro, Grace let out a wail of horror and she lunged at Tristans' killer. The vampire never saw it coming.
Grace looked back to Aro, her eyes as wide as a deer's. "Tristan can only lift his own power by will."
Aro understood. "He was still concentrating on Thadeus."
"And Audrey," Grace muttered.
Aro shuddered. Thadeus and Audrey were still human.
I swung onto the roof with difficulty. Why did it always rain when the girl was fighting the bad guy?
I inched as quickly as I dared on the slick rooftop. Li
My Own LuciferMy Own Lucifer by Golden-Leaves
I'm forgetting my thoughts; they betrayed me
I'm forgetting the lost and the damned
I am leaving this Vision that birthed me
He's responsible, this wicked man
I am robbing the skies of their secrets
I am writhing and red on the floor
Give me strength to deny my own Lucifer
Be the angel I was long before
It's the flesh that is weak, not the spirit
But my spirit was crippled by you
Like soft wood in a fire, I vanished
And obeyed, like my heart wished me to
I despise the cold touch of your sinning
I detest what you did to my Sun
Give me back all I am, vicious Son of Night
I am crucified, weeping, undone
Sweet pleasures that linger by candlelight
Soft whimpers that spilled from my lips
If I said I wasn't enchanted by you
And hungered, like rain, for a kiss
It would be a lie; a dark, devilish lie
And deceit runs so thick in your veins
Release me to whisper, strange Lucifer
"I'll never be wicked again."
I'm deserting my nights and my mem'ries
I'm abandoning pleasure to rot
In a world that si
NastyDamn youNasty by Golden-Leaves
You sweet, nasty ghost
That has taken up residency
In the corridors of my veins
And played sonatas to the
Wet thud of my heart
I can never love anything so dirty
But I'm breathing you, thinking you
You open up, so I can crawl inside you, too
I won't beg
No, this isn't a democracy
I whisper things you would choke at
Tongues sliding past teeth, teeth sliding on flesh
I arch past the living
I scream, but no tears
You're a poisonous little joy, aren't you?
In the drink, you're called elixir
In my mouth, you're colorful
Oh, don't even start this
Don't even touch that
I won't beg, no
I'm too old to talk to ghosts
Still too old to not believe
What evil really feels like
And how horribly, wonderfully sweet it is
When I hold you in my hands
MortisI'm like a fire burningMortis by Golden-Leaves
But I'm never, ever bright
I creep into your covers
And wait 'til you to ignite
Until, like angels burning
You fall deep into my arms
And behave so very prettily
To all my vicious charms
I don't forgive so easily
But then, I don't forget
The ones that smoothed my edges
And made it hard to fret
The fate of those I murdered
And the tears of those I blamed
I haven't any conscience now
I haven't any name
I'm like a wishful thinker
I pretend you to your grave
My nightmares don't regard me well
(It's me they all portray)
I'll burn into your atmosphere
Leave stains upon your gown
My love, I'm here for suffering
To tear your smile down
DarklingYou taste of demon tongue, mon cherDarkling by Golden-Leaves
With iridescent points
That seek to seize and flatten out
These stiff and heavy joints
You laugh like lightning as it’s born
Your lips are heartless red
I twist and tease, but pretty please
Come sleep inside my bed
You fall apart like earth, dark thing
When crying, I implore
Your hands to cease their miseries
And give me pain no more
“It’s not a game,” you laugh, but I
Am dying to condemn
Your heart to hell, for hellish minds
Don’t seek for heaven, then!
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