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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Teen · #1665978
An Entry for Writer's Cramp 24 lines
In the car, next to her I sit,
Her throat screaming, wanting to be bit.
I wet my lips, swallow the urge,
Ignore the beast I wish to purge.

We're going to a movie and I know I'm screwed.
I never should've stirred this pot I brewed.
But she's the best girl I've ever known.
I don't want this to be just another thing I've blown.

Our history is intricate,
Her description too emaculate
To tell you here and now.
That she fell in love with me I cannot tell you how.

In the dark theater, no one could see,
Just one little bite, just one for me,
I'd take a taste, just one lick,
There wouldn't even be a scab to pick.

Then she looks at me and how her eyes shine,
I want to hold her, want to kiss her, want to maker her mine.
I can't lose her, I won't, I refuse!
She is my love and my muse!

For now I'll grin and bear it,
Protect her from getting bit.
For every reason she has to fear me,
She loves me twice as many.
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