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Two hands tightly entwine
Dark eyes lock onto mine.
A pressing matter, a wordless plead.
Scented candles—a funeral pyre
Two are lost in one desire—
that consumes, stopping at nothing to feed.
Hunger threatens to take over
Teeth sink into shaking shoulders
Racing hearts fervently pound.
Ivory skin with bruises spattered,
Deep and sanguine marble pattern.
Wince in pain, a loving sound.
A white-hot peak, that time of death,
A lurid huff, that final breath.
A morbid illness, infatuation.
Indulged, growing only sicker
Down sacred lips drips red ichor.
We both are destroyed in mastication.
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kitty_kannibas
you gay as hell
guiltyyyyyy
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PesteringClown
Off topic but do u main medic??
I actually main soldier but medic is a very close second!! (I have 100 hours as Soldier and I think around 80-ish as medic.) He is very much my favorite character but playing medic stresses me out so much I think it raises my blood pressure.
by ANDREW☆; ; Report
Samez, I usually veriate between every class tho, depends how im feeling. But i usually am medic :D also nice poem!! :DDD
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