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Friday, February 3, 2006


   ha ha an awesom vampiric poem from pain XIX
Loving hands touch my heart blue eyes penetrate
my own searching for resistance none to find. I
want this. Dead yet alive. Slow, soft tilt of my head
roughly yanked into his embrance loving yet
dangerous. My neck, his chalice. My blood, his life.
Sensual, erotic entangled lovers falling into oblivion.
Last breath a moan of ecstasy my death. An appitite
sated.
Peace.

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