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King Crimson

passion's hunger has awoken me �
for too long I have waited to feast�
longing for the feel of a beautiful victim�
the need has corrupted my thoughts ��
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I hunt for a lady in the moonlit night�
searching for a delicious serving ��
just when all seemed at a lose ��
there she is as perfect as can be
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slender waist with a shapely bottom�
a top that accentuates her chest
short hair with deep blue eyes�
who is this girl?... maybe a student?
or just a late night laborer?�
doesn�t matter
this is my opportunity to lunge!�
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a blood thirsty monster stands in front of her�
she doesn't even flinch
I hiss in her face with my fangs out�
she just stands there with a glare ��
��
look into my eyes darling
and straight into hell�
fiery red burns through innocent soul
capturing sweet essence�
taking her heart into dark realms ��
now crawl to me little puppy
worship your new god ��
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isolated from prying eyes
or any signs of help ��
the time has arised, I�m ready for her now�
pulling off her dress strap by strap ��
clipping off her bra then removing panties

glamouring her down to the floor � � ��
taking my fangs then running them across her skin�
those fearful chills moisten her parts�
the sweet smell invites me in