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Samantha Tisdale

I'm mostly shy and quiet but, friendly and kind of nervous around other people. I'm a bit of a dreamer and have a huge but chaotic imagination. A bit insane, not clinically just by my family's definition. Oh! And I hate being called cute because of my size. That's all I'm saying about myself so, yeah.

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posted 06/20/09 Flag!
Torture
You fill me with the
cold of your heart.
I touch you with
my fiery hands, clawing at your soul.
Your touch,
filling me with acid tears.
I cry in the middle of the night.
You laugh as I fall to the ground.
As we are swallowed by darkness,
I am filled with dread.
These shadows around us watch with evil intent.
You encourage their pain.
I lay on the needle bed,
as you sew my eyes shut.
I do not cry, only sleep.
These shadows wait in the sorrowful gloom.
You lead me through the
dark by the hand.
I follow with no regret but with
little pain.
Our souls, ripped in two and sewed as one.
These shadows grow greater as we drift closer
together.
You see what you fear.
I see what I (fear), only light.
We close the shadow's door as we walk into light
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Vampire
As I wait for him on the shore tonight.
The moon shines on the shimmering water.
My heart beating slower as I stand in the light.
As it rains tonight, it doesn't matter.
He hides from me now, I cannot see him.
I can hear and feel his presence near me.
He waits till I turn, waiting on a whim.
I wait for him to attack, think not see.
My blood gets hotter as I wait to die.
He stares at me with the eagerness to attack.
I turn away just seeing his blue eyes.
He attacks but with love, do as you will.
I do not fight as I am drained of blood.
Instead I smile as his love for me floods.
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Book Life
I once looked out to see the day only to see darkness stand still. The light of the day is gone but, I still read. The book I read is one of darkness and sorrow. But, a thrill has risen then falls. I guess when I raise my head to a single noise, nothing has changed from this story we live in.
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Life and Truth
Even though life is getting harder and we are getting older. We still have each other in the end. We, who stick together and are friends till the end. Even in death as our bodies lay lifeless and cold.

'Everyone misses what they used to hate, life is cruel and unusual. You can either make the best of it or it can swallow you whole into distant darkness. It's all your choice. But no matter what I will always love you and be there for you.'
~Samantha Tisdale, 2007
A saying to her best friends when they were in their most depressed and desperate time of needs.
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Darkness
As I laid there in the darkness, my thoughts warndered. Why had I come back? Was it for love? Joy? Or a promise I made to myself? Whatever the reason, I was on the floor now and I didn't move. I looked at the ceiling so pure, so plain. What was it that made it seem so close? Outside a storm of thunder, rain and lightning streaked the sky to the ground on this night. As I laid on cold floor in the center of the room, the tree's limb scraped at the window like a wolf's claw. A peaceful sound for one that once stood dead.

The door opened. Who walked in? I couldn't, didn't see. I never lifted my head. In that time, Death stood over me with a smile on his face. 'Say farewell, my dear friend, for it is time.' His scythe at my neck. I say farewell, 'til next time.
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