by Lunetta Toriana
Saturday, January 18, 2003
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Shying away from the light that is shed,
The vampire awaits in the dark.
The darkness is cold and makes her wary,
But in the dark the vampire stays.
The light seemed nice at first,
But one step into it,
And she was burned.
To the dark she retreated.
To the dark she will stay,
Never again venturing into the light day.
Burying her emotions to all living things,
Wishing to be one with the deadly silence.
Because the silence is strong and she is too.
The light is weak and can weaken you.
Stay in the curtain of darkness and silence.
Stay in the glory of the morbid alliance.
Silence is good and silence is wholesome.
The light is the unholy one.
That is the lesson that the night music plays,
The only sound in which the darkness lays.
Darkness is kind and darkness is beautiful.
The sun will only burn your eyes and skin.
Blood lay golden in the darkness,
Left as a warning to those who would dare
To venture into the light of day.