Wrath James WhiteSo very lovely His blood on her swollen lips His first vampire So very lovely He would have to remember Each salacious cut He took her slowly Bled her of secrets and screams He smiled contemplating That vampires bled just like whores.
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So very lovely His blood on her swollen lips His first vampire, so very lovely. He would have to remember Each salacious cut he took her slowly Bled her of secrets and screams, He smiled contemplating That vampires bled just like whores.
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