Lurking In The Shadows

by kristine   May 12, 2007


It's not a peck,
Sharp pain in my neck,
It'll be over in a sec,
Teeth sink deeper,
Like a grim reaper,
Always wanting more,
Feel the blood pour,
As I start to soar,
I begin to close my eyes,
As you realize,
You pull away,
I wish you could stay,
As night turns to day.

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