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Nov 2010
Bleed
I bleed for you baby.
Our kisses are always filled with it.
Our love is based on it.
The blood in my heart is yours.
It pumps the fluid to my heart, your heart.
I bleed for you baby.
The night we became one,
You made me gush out the red goo... it was pleasurable.

Now I am making you bleed honey.
I stab your back with a razors to mark you as mine.
I bite you till I taste your juice.
You cry.
You secretly enjoy it.

"You're leaving?"
No. You can't sweetie. Your blood is in me.
I'm yours.
"Not healthy?" Who is healthy? What is healthy?
You're not leaving. No.
My blood is yours. Your blood is mine.
You're turning? Jogging? Running? Gone.
No...

Baby, I just shot you.
Blood is pouring out of your forehead and chest.
Gore.
I finger your blood. **** on my finger.
I smile.
I kiss.
I shoot.
Lead goes into my mouth and out the back of my head.
I'm lying on your cold blood baby.

Our Vital fluids mix.
Mine.
Thank you
Aurora
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