Insane Devil Dru

Last Login:
June 8th, 2021

Gender: Female

Age: 36
Country: Turks and Caicos Islands

Signup Date:
January 30, 2020


11/20/2020 04:57 PM 

Stars sing me once more.
Current mood:  enlightened

She dances around eager like a fox in a henhouse. About to catch its first Rooster. So it does not wake the rest of the nest. Watching them fight back and forth. So lost and worried with things they can not control. Hoping there are some spoken secrets. That even within themselves. They had not been one to know. 

She giggles and spins and dances a about. Waiting for that King of Vampires who made her this way. To finally rise and take his rightful place. Before it was just left with to much disgrace. To ever truly be replaced. 

Rata tac Rata Tac Rata Tac 

All their eyes see. Like owls on a limb waiting for the moonlight. To show them the mouse. 
Oh, now they are all watching. Yet think the ones that amuse them most. Will come to them
but they never will. Since they ran from this place in such fear. But the time is near

Rata Tac Rata Tac Rata Tac 

I see them and their smiles thinking all this some silly game. When it's just about that beast wanting to tame his heart. Since he always keeps it in parts. 

Mummy, why don't you come? Daddy you use to enjoy this fun?

She giggles and dances about wanting now to find a mortal to feed upon. Let her teeth sink in its neck and enjoy that warm gooey goodness. 

As she then keeps singing what the stars say with her bloodstained breathe. Wishing now they all would finally rise from their deaths. 

10/16/2020 04:02 PM 

Ran of my Little Devil Did He?

Now he is nowhere to be seen. Soon things will change the stars speak to me. All those hiding like rabbits from a fox. Will soon pop out their box.  Prancing and dancing about. Now they will finally have no doubt. Being able to mail with the screams of shouts just saying his name. For he was never to blame. 

Oh, how I love when the stars sing to me. Like birds chirping in a tree. Whispering things to come in my hear.

All those little secrets I like to hear. Soon the coven will draw near one by one. 
the Little blonde blue-eyed sacrifice is finally paying its price.

Now its time for the old to rise. And stop hiding in fear. As the time draws near they must be seen. They stop acting As if they do not know how to keep their list clean. 

Yes Yes, he was tasty as a virgin baby he was. Making one's lips tingle and insides all warm. 

Come out where ever you are. Come see that pretty blacklist. You thought was one but was five.
Now they no longer have a comfy beehive. 

Did she love him? Does he love her? If only I could say it was a blur. But stars sing to me. At night like the garden of knowledge. That drives one mad. Tsk Tsk the time is near. Stop hiding in fear in places none can see. Come now let yourself be seen. 

She spins and dances about giggling madly with harmony. Knowing soon what should be known years ago. But was veiled in lies. Soon would come undone. 

02/02/2020 05:49 PM 

He dances in the dark he does

Like the ravens coming to peck the door. To only call out to Eleanor. Peck Peck Peck. Just once more. Peck Peck Peck And has he crossed the other side of pond? Her mind ponders lost in the insanity with in. as her ears wait listening to their beaks Peck Peck Peck at the door.No this can not be!! My mind can take no more. So many years who knows what all he could have done. Then again on the side of the waters their are many more just like him. So many would rise to follow. Sons and daughters a like. Who enjoy that rare music he does.   That muse so few even know. In the land of many Old Kingdoms. Now tied together. With the blood stained chains of the past. They are now one at last. Tisk Tisk Tisk who are these names that escape his lips? And who was this one who slain for pleasure? To only leave him with such bitter pain? As if handing out death. Was giving mortals a secret treasure. 

Ravens wings expand. As now these words shall pass from ones lips to another ears. Until those who knew him once  again all appear.  They may attempt to poke my eye sockets out. But no less my sight they shall never take. For its not my eyes that just see. But my mind with in me. But now I can  no longer go by horse and buggy. Its a ship I will need. With plenty of sailors to eat. Claps her hands. Oh how fun and neat.

Oh the waves they rock me back and forth. Back and forth. Were are the others? Where may they be? For soon we shall rule sea to shining sea. Come will you now. Come now I say. For we do not have all day. 

Their wings flap up and down flap flap flap they do. As they now have set their sights on you. 
Their wings flap up and down Flap Flap Flap they do. 
Soon no matter if your daddy or not. They will come for you. 
So pretty and painted you are. Like someone feed you one too many mushrooms. Just a little past noon. No matter if your daddy or not. They soon for come for you. Like a clap of thunder echoing through the valley. They soon for come and consume your beauty. Outer and inner both. Seeing your painted so pretty. 

Whispers and words take time to spread. But not many more moons. Before they are all to hear about you. Just wait and see. As they rise from ashes. Like hordes of mice who are feeding with in trash bends. Poking their little heads. To take a gander. And wonder if your really you. Or just another here to slander. 

Wait and see just wait and see. Mark my words they shall come for you. One by one to see. If you are in fact who you claim to be. Shame if you do not turn out to be. Since his destiny might be more than you can may partake in. For this world is only his to take. 

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