Blood…
“That’s disgusting” she said to me
“But I want blooood” I supplicate
“But I need blood“
I say with a sad face
“Blood?... no.
Pathetic” she says to me
“But I want blood”
I cry
It’s red
It’s thick
Sweet and tart
I want to split it
I want to lick it from top of my skin
Blood
Drip
Blood
Drop
Blood
Lick
Lick
Mmm delicious
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