BloodlustedA Poem by TachycardiaI pray in the night, you're dead in sight. No litterally, and sometimes, that sickens me. I watch you move, I stalk more closely, You turn your head, my breathing stops, you think your dead, but I'll let you run. Hurry now, because I'm not sure how much I can control, all my secrets will start to unfold. My legs start to move, I'm trying to hold back. I can't help it anymore, I lunge forward, I hear your blood curling scream, my fangs grow long, You scream's turn into a dream, of a sweet song; a lullaby. Your blood is sweet, like honey, indeed. It's lovely. I'm sorry, but this... Is me..
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1 Review Added on May 14, 2009 Last Updated on May 14, 2009 AuthorTachycardiaSomewhere close, yet so far away, CanadaAboutMyHotComments It's pretty much true, I do stand out. I'm not really girlie, I love black. I do things on whim instead of thinking. My mind works differently then yours, it's constantly full of th.. more..Writing
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