Crimson throbbing in the darkness
I take a hold of your heart
Ripping, slashing the arteries
This, my unholy feast
I savor its sweet resistance, this hope so unwilling to die
My fists clenched in agonizing ecstasy
Your passion kept within every crimson drop
Like rubies on a string
Nurturing my wicked desires with every bite
In an eternity of beautiful darkness
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I shall indeed savor this meal...
Author notes
Hungry?...
A contest entry
- AP Nemesis by Umi Juvariel.
600 points, ended February 13, 18 entries
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Comments
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Hmm. The imagery here was perfect, and made me believe this was from a vampire's perspective. I am probably wrong though. Excellent write and good luck in my contest.
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very vivid, this is a very strong piece, very .... emotoinal, angry, and frustratd. Loved it. Great write.
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as much as I treasure this comment you have got it all wrong, my friend.
For there is no anger, only sweet ecstasy and a hunger finally satisfied.
simply put this is written from a desire to shock, to horrify.
see you around
zarok
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