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This is a poem about Edward "slipping" when he changes Bella. It's Twilight related. Kinda a fanfic. View table of contents...

 

Submitted: Jun 21, 2008    Reads: 53    Comments: 3    Likes: 0   


Her hot, crimson blood drips down his snow-white neck.
 
Nothing in the world can compare to the agony he feels, taking her life.
 
Yet, nothing in the world can compare—to the taste of her blood—as he unwillingly,
 
 and uncontrollably kills his wife.


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Comments:

amazing. I loved it. Cant wait until August 2!!!

Posted: Jun 23, 2008

Author Comment:

Thanks. and, same here. :D

i love the dark imagery in your work. its greAT!

Posted: Jul 3, 2008

Author Comment:

thanks:)

OOH! like it! (Would you please look at some of my twilight stuff? I'd appreciate it if we had another member in the TAA (Twilight Addicts Anonymous) hehehe)

Posted: Jul 20, 2008

Author Comment:

lol. sure thing. i'm glad you liked it:)



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