HimA Poem by Bluebird91When you miss someone so much you crave them.
I miss him.
I miss his smell and the way he looked. I even miss his taste. But not the way he taste on my lips as we share a kiss. The way he taste as I bite into him. His blood trickling down my chin gives me shivers of glee as I lick at his wound. The sweet meat of his flesh dangling between my teeth gives me a high like no other. I'm hungry for his body. I crave his entrails. I miss him. © 2016 Bluebird91Featured Review
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StatsAuthorBluebird91LAAboutI have a strong passion for disturbing horror! If you don't like it then don't bother me because my stories are extremely disturbing. Other than that I'm a easy going person that love to read, write, .. more..Writing
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