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Blood formed roses, Death reeks violets. Empty souls with no were to go, They find there ways into your homes. A fresh kill on every night, Excites me. The pleasant smell of a fresh kill, I love the taste of a young virgin girl. The blood is fresh and untainted. There is nothing I love more then to feed on the day walkers unexpected. Take them all there is no need. Sometimes it's just for fun. Roses formed blood, Violets reeks death. I shall see you while your sleeping, Then I shall deiced if your worth the feeding. Unpleasant dreams. Written By The Blood Countess Samantha Copyright 1992