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Gloraly Gomez Poems
</>A vampire is waiting in the shadows as it rains Craving the blood that you carry in your veins Waiting for the clocks to strike the twelve For midnight is the hour that your blood is on the shelf
</>The rain helps me forget the pain That you have left me with today And as it hits my window pane It slowly, but surely fades away
Cast on irons Locked in chains Lusting after hellish games
My Happy Ending
</>Just because your world is ending Does not mean that mine is, too So stop acting condescending I won't lose control to you
</>Don't you hate The way that things fall apart? I guess it's fate Taking a stroll through my heart.
</>I don't care if you're ashamed It's always me the one who's blamed But I won't ever go unnamed 'Cause even though the world is big
Smile Empty Soul
</>It is dawn And we're sitting, side by side As the silence slowly falls upon us On this lawn
</>When I am sad You are my ecstasy The light that shines My favorite fantasy
</>The confusion that I feel Is so great it's almost real It's been making me want to scream Though I know it's just a dream
All Things Collide
Where the sun arose The moon had set For when they oppose Neutral they get
Can I Do This?
What do you do When all you had is gone? Do you give up When you're alone?
</>You pull my head close to your chest And that's the time when it's the best To hear your heart as it keeps beating Slowly then fast, it keeps repeating
All The Things You Did To Me
See me Greet me Then hypnotize me, baby Text me
</>Here's a very good distraction And it's called sexual attraction We all see it night and day Though to some it's not okay
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</>A vampire is waiting in the shadows as it rains
Craving the blood that you carry in your veins
Waiting for the clocks to strike the twelve
For midnight is the hour that your blood is on the shelf
You're the menu, the dessert
When it bites you, it won't hurt
You'll be dead, so what's it matter?
They'll still feed on the blood spatter
So for your sake just run with fright, use all your might
'Cause when the full moon rises, it's a vampire night...