Blood Sucker Poem by lee bredeson

Blood Sucker



I'm thirsty and i need you soon
its a full moon and i can't quench
it with just any liquid i need your
blood. your in a trance as i stroke
your porcelain skin. your soft flesh
broke as i sink into you throat the
dark is my cloak.

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