The ally is unlit
My life comes walking down it
Alone I walk towards her
I knew her, before I died
She is my lover, I promised,
that no harm would come to her
That her crimson life would never
be the sacrifice to my life.
I hiss lightly gaining her attention
She turns to see me, her eyes go wide.
"Love," she speaks to me, "why?"
I have no choice, I can kill her or.
She could become like me
depending on the crimson liquid
The lust would drive her mad
As it has already done to me.
I shake me head, "I'm not,
who you think I am," With
a wicked smile revealing me tools of life
And the lust over comes me.
I drank my old lover to me.
Now we stalk the nights together
trying to satisfy it,
out crimson lust
Author notes
really, this is a response to a challenge so I don't expect it to be really good, I want you to tell me how much it sux, so I can get better.
Written May 6th, 2006
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