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I held on tight,
Wanting her so very much.
It all felt so very right,
Such immortal touch.
Basking in her love,
I wished for naught,
For all was ideal.
I was caught.
But the fangs,
Oh the fangs.
How could I have been so blind,
Had my mind so confined.
That was when she made her move,
In the last few minutes of my life.
Her fangs gaining entry-
-Both pained and aroused me.
A short time later,
I was willing,
Oh so willing.
Yearned death at her hands.
Just kidding.
- by Triple Dare |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 05/10/2009 |
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- Title: Immortal Humor
- Artist: Triple Dare
- Description: Vampire, or just an ordinary seductress?
- Date: 05/10/2009
- Tags: immortal humor
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