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There is a wanting
I can’t control
He is bearing his teeth
But I still walk closer
Closer
Close
There is a wanting
I can’t comprehend
He is growling and howling
But I’m walking closer
Walking close
Walking

He’ll rip my heart out
And bury my soul
He’ll capture my mind
And I’ll let him

I’m a diabetic
He is a piece of dark chocolate
I won’t get enough of

He slurs my name with a wicked smile
His baby brown eyes
Look like one of mine
He takes a bite but
I don’t cry
I want him to love me
But that’s a crime

But I keep walking
Towards my death
This is how it ends
And I’m happy



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Perfect-Darkness said...
Dec. 19, 2012 at 10:16 am:
This was really good! Great Job, I loved it! Keep writing!
 
Nellie21 replied...
Dec. 20, 2012 at 12:13 am :
Thank you so much, means a lot
 
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