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

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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