Blood Soaked Lips
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Blood soaked lips
touch the nape of my neck
I quiver
from the coldness
of those lips
Cold tipped fingers
grasp me by the throat
I quiver
from the anticipation
Your sweet cold breath
lingers on my nose
I weaken
from the scent of it!
Bite me now
I cannot stand it anymore
when you stare at me
with those cold hard eyes!
Blood soaked lips
touch my throat
and the end has just begun....
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| Date Added: |
June 02, 2009 |
| Added By: |
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