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The Demons Inside
Blood I see,
Blood I need,
Flesh Ripping under me,
My thirst is there,
Your Death is near,
My mind suffering unimaginable feats,
For hatred is something only some can ignore,
Your pain is futile,
Your blood I pour,
More shall come,
To these depths,
Curiosity pulling them on a thread,
Death and Decay is their fate,
there's never been one that's gotten away.
Published 20th Dec 2013
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20th Dec 2013 3:46pm
This is a nice little read...had me looking over my shoulder...just in case! Keep writing.
21st Dec 2013 3:16am
So intense, the pouring of the blood, the ripping of the flesh, sends shivers up ones spine.
