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Black Blood in the Full Moon Light.
Dark, DARK, bloody poem....a touch of eroticness in it....depending on how disturbed you are inside....just read and find out if you want to.
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Mine
Black Blood in the Full Moon Light.
Nobody knows
Nobody cares,
So why should I pretend?
Ignore me,
go right ahead,
I don't give a damn.
Don't ask me
Next time you need me
To drop everything,
This time I won't.
Don't ask me to take way the pain
The next time a guy hurts you,
I won't anymore.
If you fucking care so little,
Why should I give a damn about you?
I know you can hear me when I call your cursed name!
Go ahead, you don't even know me,
Ignore me,
Try to cause me pain,
All it does is anger me further,
Add fuel to my fire,
Add to my secret, dark desire....
I can almost taste your blood
Flowing past my lips,
Bitter with the hint of humanity,
But I'll drink it all
I'll drink you dry,
I'll sit back and laugh
As I watch you die.
Evil laughter fills the air
I can taste my dark desire,
I want your blood,
Filthy as it is
I want it all.......
My body hums darkly,
As I bathe in it,
What started as such a small cut
Continues to grow......
I must remember to clean my blades tomorrow....
I laugh at your pain
As my hand travels down my body,
I'm slippery with more than just your blood.
Even through the pain,
I can see your confusion...
Did you really think it would hurt me...to hurt you?
After all that you've done?!?!?
All the SHIT YOU'VE PUT ME THROUGH?!?!?!?
My laughter grows louder
And you wince at the almost maniacal sound of it....
You really didn't know me at all....
This excites me,
My anger can turn to arousal so....quickly
Especially when blood is involved.
You try to reason with me,
Tell me you love me...
I laugh harder.....
Oh but your begging is so lovely to me ears.
I slip two fingers deep within myself,
Coated with your blood,
I seek out the spot that can bring me pleasure,
Almost as much as doing this to you....has...
Your eyes widen
As you realize...
Your pain....
Had brought me pleasure.....
I cry out as I find that spot,
My blade cutting a little deeper than I had planned....
Oh well, I had no plans on letting you live anyway....
Your blood flows even darker under the light of the full moon,
I move my hand, cupping myself as I move my fingers inside me,
Such a wondrous feeling.....
Blood against me.....
I press harder
And scream as I come,
Wow, you're still conscious...
I watch you closely as I bring my hand up to my lips,
Your eyes are beginning to mist over in death,
I lick your still warm blood from them,
As well as my own fluids.
I release a moan,
As your last breath escapes your lips,
I didn't think you'd last that long...
I sit in your pool of congealing blood,
And find the warmest spots,
I scoop some onto my fingers....and lick it clean....
It's starting to cool...
DAMN!!!
Oh well, I can always find someone else,
But they will be for another reason,
Not many are close enough for that
But even fewer now I guess.
I clean my sword off on your ruined shirt,
Not that you'll care....
I stand up and laugh darkly in the moon lit night
As I walk back into the woods,
Naked and covered in the blackness of your blood.
A.N.:IF you can't tell.....I'm a LITTLE PISSED RIGHT NOW!
don't mind me, I feel a little better now that I wrote that.
Black Blood in the Full Moon Light.
Nobody knows
Nobody cares,
So why should I pretend?
Ignore me,
go right ahead,
I don't give a damn.
Don't ask me
Next time you need me
To drop everything,
This time I won't.
Don't ask me to take way the pain
The next time a guy hurts you,
I won't anymore.
If you fucking care so little,
Why should I give a damn about you?
I know you can hear me when I call your cursed name!
Go ahead, you don't even know me,
Ignore me,
Try to cause me pain,
All it does is anger me further,
Add fuel to my fire,
Add to my secret, dark desire....
I can almost taste your blood
Flowing past my lips,
Bitter with the hint of humanity,
But I'll drink it all
I'll drink you dry,
I'll sit back and laugh
As I watch you die.
Evil laughter fills the air
I can taste my dark desire,
I want your blood,
Filthy as it is
I want it all.......
My body hums darkly,
As I bathe in it,
What started as such a small cut
Continues to grow......
I must remember to clean my blades tomorrow....
I laugh at your pain
As my hand travels down my body,
I'm slippery with more than just your blood.
Even through the pain,
I can see your confusion...
Did you really think it would hurt me...to hurt you?
After all that you've done?!?!?
All the SHIT YOU'VE PUT ME THROUGH?!?!?!?
My laughter grows louder
And you wince at the almost maniacal sound of it....
You really didn't know me at all....
This excites me,
My anger can turn to arousal so....quickly
Especially when blood is involved.
You try to reason with me,
Tell me you love me...
I laugh harder.....
Oh but your begging is so lovely to me ears.
I slip two fingers deep within myself,
Coated with your blood,
I seek out the spot that can bring me pleasure,
Almost as much as doing this to you....has...
Your eyes widen
As you realize...
Your pain....
Had brought me pleasure.....
I cry out as I find that spot,
My blade cutting a little deeper than I had planned....
Oh well, I had no plans on letting you live anyway....
Your blood flows even darker under the light of the full moon,
I move my hand, cupping myself as I move my fingers inside me,
Such a wondrous feeling.....
Blood against me.....
I press harder
And scream as I come,
Wow, you're still conscious...
I watch you closely as I bring my hand up to my lips,
Your eyes are beginning to mist over in death,
I lick your still warm blood from them,
As well as my own fluids.
I release a moan,
As your last breath escapes your lips,
I didn't think you'd last that long...
I sit in your pool of congealing blood,
And find the warmest spots,
I scoop some onto my fingers....and lick it clean....
It's starting to cool...
DAMN!!!
Oh well, I can always find someone else,
But they will be for another reason,
Not many are close enough for that
But even fewer now I guess.
I clean my sword off on your ruined shirt,
Not that you'll care....
I stand up and laugh darkly in the moon lit night
As I walk back into the woods,
Naked and covered in the blackness of your blood.
A.N.:IF you can't tell.....I'm a LITTLE PISSED RIGHT NOW!
don't mind me, I feel a little better now that I wrote that.
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