Her Blood Runs Red

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As her sweet blood spills
My teeth sink into her neck
The soft gasp that exscapes her lips
When mine meets her skin
I know she can feel my breath there
As I gasp in lust for more
My hands grasp her hair
A thick wad of thick brown silk
Flows through my fingers
Her body gets colder
The longer I feed
I know I must stop soon
But the taste is to much
Her gasps are no longer it's  exstacy gone As is  mine I am sorry for 
killing you sweet girl But I did enjoy ur tasty treat you provided