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Feb 2013
I fear the night,
For I know I'll be in his sight
He comes to me in my dreams
Ripping my clothes at the seams
His red flesh against mine,
As he heads to my neckline
His fangs sink in,
He has broken the skin
As he enjoys his ****** treat,
I lay there in defeat
I shudder at the sight
of his demonic delight
Blood dripping from his lips,
As he moves in to steal a kiss
My lips now covered in red
From the blood I shed
He looks at me with satisfaction
Hoping I give the same reaction
But I don't dare,
for this is my nightmare.
Jennifer Lynn
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