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The Lovely Stalker

Walking through the darkness of night
Stalking you
Your gaunt figure shrouded by the icy tendrils of death
You lean over, midnight hair cascading over your ivory shoulders
Tears of anguish crawl down your face
As you suck your vivtim's red tears of pain
Your scarlet lips part slightly in an expression of tortured joy

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  • IndividualEleven
    July 21, 2007

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    Very nice, short, but somehow perfect that way, perhaps its because you captured that very moment of the kill in vivid imagery that brought this piece to a heart pounding conclusion. thanks for entering       -Eleven.