LOVE NEVER DIES, DRACULLA | |||||||||||||||||
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This web page is dedicated to my woman. She lives in a country, accross the oceans with pain and passion. She felt in love with a man who is the master of the dark. She felt in love with a man who is the master of the deaths. she had experienced the love with an animal, she howled and let him to get in to her. She got drunk by the flavor of blood. She still does not know what is next? Real love that she has been searching for or the same sorrow and the pain that she used to had before again and again. He misses his woman in his empty castle while he is playing with his animals. Alone | ||||||||||||||||
| To be born again first you have to die.. | |||||||||||||||||
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They shared the silent of the night, They kissed eachother like hell....Like bloddy hell....They drink thier bloods... promise to suck the blood till to death..... | ||||||||||||||||
| They died after a while, mouth to mouth | |||||||||||||||||
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| Just howlings,,,,, and silent | ||||||||||||||||
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