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Most sincerely, Most kindly, Most graciously, Above all other nods, T’ bow ever so, Hand t’ brush the soil, O’ precious child, My appreciation, My gratitude, My admiration, True! ~Brazillia R. Kreep Sex: male Age: 42 Location: Lizzardsville, Pennsylvania, United States Member since: August 28, 2008 Account: Premium Member Orientation: Asexual Occupation: Gothic Poet n' Illustrator ADD FRIEND ADD FAVORITE ADD TO SHITLIST ADD TO CULT BLOCK USER REPORT USER

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I was born B r a z i l l i a R. K r e e p in Lizzardsville, Pa. October 31, 1756. The city was named after my great, great grandfather Brazillia L. Kreep. The "L" for Lizzard, passed down through several generations. i'm an author of dark n’ ethereal poetry n’ prose. Presently, I write Gothic poetry, horror reviews in epic verse (available for free podcast downloads on iTunes: search The Kreep, and on 100% OF NOTHING,) as well as many little illustrated books: Kreepy Bedtime Stories, Kreepy Krumbs, and Parenthia Ghoste. Visit my hauntings here or where'er my links will take you. In E†ernity, Brazilia R. Kreep FRIENDS T’BE eyes akin to angel’s tears your skin so radiant fluorite attire adorned black on black to dance in darkest moonlight thought we’d chat o’ this n’ that share our murky trends friends t’be on virtual waves ‘til sleep this life transcends ~Brazillia R. Kreep ©2007

Kreepy Krumbs - Vol. I, Book Of Poems On Issuu The Kreeps' Kreepy Krumbs - Vol. I offers ten deliciously dark poems which include odes to classic horror films such as Academy® award Best Picture The Silence of the Lambs and Tim Burton's Sweeney Todd. The Kreep is a forlorn Gothic poet that offers a variety of dark treats such as horror reviews in chilling verse. Produced by R. Productions in association with Hoffhines Productions, and published by Static Multimedia, The Kreep is offered in several social media formats such as a syndicated feature on 100% OF NOTHING, an art and culture Ezine linked to a free downloadable podcast on iTunes. Selected poems will also receive an audio/visual treatment and posted on YOUtube and Vampire Freaks while compilations can be found in book form on Issuu. A new Kreepy poem is available every Wednesday on 100% of Nothing with a link to a free iTunes podcast. last week The Kreep penned a tribute to one of the greatest serial killer films of all time The Silence of the Lambs. Take a slice of Edward Gorey, a dash of Gothic angst with just a pinch of Doctor Seuss and you’ll understand THE KREEP’s sensibility. 100% OF NOTHING KREEPY KRUMBS - VOL. I - BOOK OF POEMS THE KREEP SILENCES THE LAMBS

kreeps not stopping by t'say hello or who forget t'read this: The Kreep Silences The Lambs THE KREEP Every Wednesday THE KREEP (a.k.a. Brazillia R. Kreep) a forlorn Gothic poet reviews classic and upcoming horror and Sci-Fi films in epic verse. Take a dash of Vincent Price and a dash of Edward Gorey with just a pinch of Doctor Seuss and you’ll understand THE KREEP’s sensibility. Available on iTunes as a free downloadable podcast on 100% OF NOTHING THE KREEP ON 100% OF NOTHING THE KREEP ON MYSPACE THE KREEP ON VAMPIRE FREAKS THE KREEP ON iTUNES † FREE DOWNLOAD THE KREEP is an R. Productions, Static Multimedia, and Hoffhines Production gig. © 2008 R. Productions Also read about: Angelspit Is A Dark Spy in e†ernity, the kreep

You need to upgrade your Flash Player To View This Content WHEN AUTUMN COMES TO VISIT when autumn comes to visit she brings an ancient sketchbook pauses t’tap the orange & yellows with her finger requests I whiff it here n’ there smiles so when she tells me o’ how she steals a sunny thunder sprinkles it over trees thru earth beneath her watches as it dissolves into a sunset when autumn comes to visit she dances the tarantella whistles through leaves t’wave hello t’pumpkin heads nestled ‘round n’ ‘round when autumn comes to visit she kisses me too tender apple sweet and sugar candy there t’smell wood burning branches clicking in the air when autumn comes to visit happiness envelops for my soul is fed delicious with the changing of the guard †the kreep

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