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Mar 2014
I know what you do at night,
when you go out late,
stay out
'till just before
the sun comes up
with blood on your lips.

O darling,
your secret is safe.
I'm silently
begging inside
for you, for you
to take me,
to drain me
of my life force,
to make me immortal.

And somehow
I know, I know
you won't do it.
****** I,
I still pray for you,
for you to bite me hard,
to **** out my very soul,
but I know your heart,
your tender side &
I know you'd
never curse me,
hide me away forever
like that, so cold
with crying eyes.
Jonny Angel
Written by
Jonny Angel  GRB090423
(GRB090423)   
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   --- and Pradip Chattopadhyay
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