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My fingertips touching my lips as I savor the last drop of this divine sweet attribute.To turn my lips redest of rues.My lips bound to bloods destiny that I can not deny.The moon befalls,and I rest for now,until the moon returns to the night.I will again rise to dusks to invade on the veins of frutile living.I will devour the innocence,my lust will not heed their pleas.Cries of beseech,I can not hear.My hunger is far to great and my thirst can not be quenched with whimpers of mere human pathetic emotions.I will stain my lips of fine ruby red blood.I am a theif of the nights I rob of those to substain the very breath of life it holds.only to maintain mine.

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ShayleeSilverprism
06:01 Jan 17 2010

very nicely done. i enjoyed reading this alot :)

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venumstings
08:26 Oct 05 2010

(Bows in utmost reverence)

Lovely poem of lovely rhyme.

I loved this poem.

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