Words can be weaved, like pieces of string. Bringing people together to dance and to sing. Where laughter and joy are the main goal, That heals the holes in everyone’s soul. But there are evil people that weave a mess. Causing kaos, confusion and utter distress. They feed on fear, suffering and pain, And twist […]Read more "The Truth is Out There"
Blood Brothers and sisters of the night. Lets us feed before the light. One thing I have to make clear. Obesity is something to fear. Drink only those of blood lite. by matthew. t. codyRead more "How Vampites stay so svelte."