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Thirsty For Love
Blood
The taste or iron
lingered on my lips
Hot cherry red
Dripping down my chin
Your neck pierced
By my sharpened daggers
Called fangs
They dripped a mixture
Of blood and venom
Your taste on my tongue
Made it hard to stop
Extracting that sweet
Warm body fluid
I kissed your neck
As I watched you
Change into one of us
A predator
You were ...
Wednesday 1st October 2014 8:16 pm
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