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Yes this is me in the pictures. :)
The darkness empowered her,
made her strong.
She knew this was the life for her,
She knew it all along.
No one could tell her what to do.
No one could boss her around.
No one could push her,
make her bleed on the ground.
The blood flowed through her like a poison,
pumping through her veins.
No longer would she be taken for a ride,
she now held the reins.
The thirst getting stronger now,
fighting just to breathe,
she let it take over her,
much like a disease.
Sometimes she wished she could go back.
Sometimes she wished it was all just a dream,
that none of this was real,
but it was all as it seemed.
Not a sense of sadness or guilt crossed her mind,
not a tear in her eye or a gleam.
She was a monster now,
a blood fiend.
© 2011 Nikki Wicked