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Pale Though Her Eyes by Michael R. Burch Pale though her eyes, her lips are scarlet from drinking fresh blood, this child, this harlot; born of the night and her heart, of darkness; evil incarnate, to dance so reckless; dreaming of blood, her fangs—white—baring; revealing her lust, and her eyes, pale, staring . . . Published by Scarlett Memories, Les Felines, Bloodcroft, Vampire Cats and performed on YouTube by G. M. Danielson. Keywords/Tags: vampire, blood, red, lips, child, harlot, night, darkness, evil, incarnate, fangs, lust, pale, eyes
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Apr 15, 2020
Apr 15, 2020 at 11:13 PM UTC
Pale Though Her Eyes
Pale Though Her Eyes by Michael R. Burch Pale though her eyes, her lips are scarlet from drinking fresh blood, this child, this harlot; born of the night and her heart, of darkness; evil incarnate, to dance so reckless; dreaming of blood, her fangs—white—baring; revealing her lust, and her eyes, pale, staring . . . Published by Scarlett Memories, Les Felines, Bloodcroft, Vampire Cats and performed on YouTube by G. M. Danielson. Keywords/Tags: vampire, blood, red, lips, child, harlot, night, darkness, evil, incarnate, fangs, lust, pale, eyes
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62/M/Nashville, Tennessee
Apr 15, 2020
Apr 15, 2020 at 11:13 PM UTC
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