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Feb 2010
you
lust runs through my veins
matching your fear
with my madness
eyes wide
you're not screaming
yet
a gleaming razor
shivers of anticipation
down both our spines
insanity sinks in
grinning
trickling trails left in your skin
easy
carving my hysteria
intricately
all over your body
your blood is intoxicating
intensifies my craving
your screams are so
gratifying
disgust smears my face
but not
for what ive done
Written by
kelly pye
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