BLOODLUST
my bloodlust is unquenchable
My rage is unstable
My limits are in unreachable
My fire is uncontrollable
This thirst that I have must be drenched in your blood
Your life is now done your blood must now flow
In my eyes your life fleets away slow
I sit lusting for more
I know lusting is sin
But your blood I win
Your life has met it's end
But yet I'm still lusting.
Danny D Gray
Nov 5 2013
3: 53am
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