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Jan 2013
Eyes full of venom, the terror that it holds. The intense pressure of his grip on my arm, stopped the flow of blood through my veins. Dragging me into the darkness. I pleaded for freedom and for forgiveness, but he ignored my request and hurt me more.
     The moment is here, his fangs bore into my neck. Slowly i felt my blood draining out of me. Helpless and weak, i stretched my arms out and scramble for air; gasping for breath. Growing empty with each passing second, i felt my body slumped down on the ground.
just a picture that was lingering on my mind:)
Written by
Kim Marks
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