Your feelings run deep
But my flawed perfection
Haunts me while I sleep
You can work on your perception
...
Broodly, hunger, bloddlust (Intoduce Vampire Eyes)
burns in your vampire eyes
...
My mother is a very talented poet who should be famous from the beauty of her skill of poetry, but now she gave me a gift of being to able to write somewhat good poetry. I absolutly love writing and my dream is to become reconized as a poet.)
I Believe In Angels
Your feelings run deep
But my flawed perfection
Haunts me while I sleep
You can work on your perception
But I will always be watching
Everytime you truthfully fall
The dark desire I'm touching
Is somehow written on my wall
My fears lie on the floor
You can lie easily
When I run to your door
Your sometimes bleeding
The angels watch from above
Watch as we grow forever
But somehow our worthless love
Won't ever bring us together