These bloodsuckers won’t touch my skin
Finding the liquid inside too thin.
If one wanders up in haste
They quickly discover a bitter taste
Left behind through direct intention
A wordless action beyond mention
Fingers stained a golden hue
A single victim, they fall in cue.
Jun 26, 2014
Jun 26, 2014 at 10:52 PM UTC
These bloodsuckers won’t touch my skin
Finding the liquid inside too thin.
If one wanders up in haste
They quickly discover a bitter taste
Left behind through direct intention
A wordless action beyond mention
Fingers stained a golden hue
A single victim, they fall in cue.
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