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Feb 2010
Black eyes that pierce,
Two dagger'd pupils fixated on my
Neck...
You see every beat of my pulse,
The circulation of pleasure- red blood,
Thrilled filled breaths...

I am being controlled,
(I ******* love it)
Frozen in awe at their..
Sharpness.
Cold chills up my spine,
Blue as your blood drained face.
You need me.

You crave me,
Me-
Whose blood your throat longs to
be coated with.
My blood that is so,
So sweet,
So full of youth.
So warm.
Drink from me,
Eat from me - please...

It is I who,
Hungers for your lips,
White daggers ******* me,
Embracing into my flesh.
I want you inside me,
Ravish away all my blood.
****** *******!
For cupid's bow is not as
Powerful.
I am not held by love,
But by your
Murderous spirit...

I am your lamb,
Kiss me,
Tenderly.
Then have my blood.
You are my God,
Devour this,
What lays naked beneath you...

Take this bread,
Drink from this cup.
For I am yours.
Victoria Reese
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Victoria Reese
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