Vella Vixin

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To a shallow point of unseen hunger
I crave the forbidden lust that trickles down my throat
Teasing me to seize the locket that dangles so helplessly around your collar
The aroma of your fragile yet coarse skin drives the senses wild and untamed
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Sing asleep unfilled eyes
Shadow my hope and release my moan
from the heaven that has damned me to this misery
worry it last dropp of blood..
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Thoughtless pride over hungered fury…
shadowed into tasteless inducement…
what a interesting concept to venture in,
a dying curiosity flowed heavy in the vision you demonstrated,
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A tradition settled its marking and bind the laws of absolution
What is precise? And what is unethical?
What is the implication your trying to convey to us all
Harmonizing the pulsation in war
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Vella Vixin Biography

Writing to me has always been a outlet for the emotional state. There is so much to say... so much to justify... by my own standers... freely explaing the hearts reaction to certain events that occure in our life time. i'm only 19... but ive lived enough to explain my point of view and hope you enjoy my short stories and poetry)

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Hunger

To a shallow point of unseen hunger
I crave the forbidden lust that trickles down my throat
Teasing me to seize the locket that dangles so helplessly around your collar
The aroma of your fragile yet coarse skin drives the senses wild and untamed
To unashamed, unmanageable ruling that scurries through the empty blood stream that once had existence leaking through its desecrated shallows of a body in once in bloom
Seeping through the nature of my former rebel senses
Now pushing me harder to become a solitary whole, once more
I’m a damned demon with no disguised to conceal my wash up assumption
And from abandoned eyes his fabrication of closeness comes to burning halt
With his mouth open and dehydrated
I clutch his thirst with my lips and made new of the damage that was bestowed a pond him
Nothing could compare to his soundless tune
That hummed so dearly to my restricted sympathy
Grasping for more then he could ever inhibit
I had no more to furnish let alone to take away from his wanting need of affection
Relentless and unfilled Is what I am to a heart in thriving compassion

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