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Cyanide
death poetry
delusional in nature
poured out on a twisted wavelength
it hurts as it flows
like a virgin cherry popped
as crimson blooms
the lock on my chastity belt picked
enters the dead & wanting
with gentle force
they hunger
& must be fed
i their virgin whore
pale of face
pallid of strength
gasps a breath from blue lips
& exhales stars
they light the dark
so that shiny eyes may see
what has been revealed
in my weakened state
my King approaches
i deny my defilement
he tastes my treachery
as it lingers on the wind
with a click of steel
& a wave of the hand
i am virgin again
made to be entered continuously
for his amusement
a drug he concocted for his soldiers
deadly addiction to make them march
honeycomb to the hive
they ride the waves
vampiric in spirit
you won't feel their bite
as you die a little inside
choking on the cyanide
that blows from southerly winds
Copyright © 2017 Crimsin. All Rights Reserved
delusional in nature
poured out on a twisted wavelength
it hurts as it flows
like a virgin cherry popped
as crimson blooms
the lock on my chastity belt picked
enters the dead & wanting
with gentle force
they hunger
& must be fed
i their virgin whore
pale of face
pallid of strength
gasps a breath from blue lips
& exhales stars
they light the dark
so that shiny eyes may see
what has been revealed
in my weakened state
my King approaches
i deny my defilement
he tastes my treachery
as it lingers on the wind
with a click of steel
& a wave of the hand
i am virgin again
made to be entered continuously
for his amusement
a drug he concocted for his soldiers
deadly addiction to make them march
honeycomb to the hive
they ride the waves
vampiric in spirit
you won't feel their bite
as you die a little inside
choking on the cyanide
that blows from southerly winds
Copyright © 2017 Crimsin. All Rights Reserved
Published 30th Jul 2017
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Anonymous
30th Jul 2017 1:05am
Brenda.. fucking brilliant.. love you..
Dave
Dave
30th Jul 2017 9:28pm
Anonymous
30th Jul 2017 1:26am
My Beautiful Brenda, his amusement stems from your strength, in your ability to speak what mind's eye has seen...far from virgin, you are versed in all keys which hold importance...take the love and belief I have for you and hold tight to it...rise and clench legs to ward off and push back any waves trying to wash upon your shores....
I love you passionately...madly deeply...
With all my love - Taryn xoxo
I love you passionately...madly deeply...
With all my love - Taryn xoxo
30th Jul 2017 9:29pm
thank you my love for you deep love & understanding of me.. I love you passionately.. love Brenda
30th Jul 2017 2:24am
you glisten with stygian ferocity in this unfolding clustered chaos on the mephitic rims of onyx roses, so sensually dark, I love this enchantress. 🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹
Much toxicity Crimbear delicious
Much toxicity Crimbear delicious
30th Jul 2017 9:30pm
thank you dearest Quiet One for the love you've shown me on this write.. you gave me the widest of smiles :) love Crim
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30th Jul 2017 9:32pm
thank you beautiful one I love that this made you feel this way :) love you lady.. Brenda
Anonymous
30th Jul 2017 11:53am
Unbelievable!!
30th Jul 2017 9:32pm
30th Jul 2017 6:18pm
I love this epic dark fantasy, so beautifully worded. My favorite lines:
honeycomb to the hive
they ride the waves
vampiric in spirit
you won't feel their bite
"Vampiric in spirit" but they may be human after all, even imbued with certain powers. Fine write Lady Crim
honeycomb to the hive
they ride the waves
vampiric in spirit
you won't feel their bite
"Vampiric in spirit" but they may be human after all, even imbued with certain powers. Fine write Lady Crim
30th Jul 2017 9:33pm
thank you my darkest Sir Crow you may be right they could be among us with supernatural powers.. love Crim
Anonymous
31st Jul 2017 2:10pm
When your quill bleeds the darkest of ink it leaves me shivering with a chill no blanket can warm. Yours is a voice that comes from a very deep place, my lovely Dark Angel. I picture panties with a clawed trap awaiting the defiler....Bite him back, beautiful one.
So much love for you...
So much love for you...
1st Aug 2017 8:49am
thank you lovely one for understanding this write I love your vision :) love you lady.. Crim
