remember when the fangs
of death dawned
fear surrounded us
questions ever growing
concerns
that are going
through my head
filling me up
and then shooting me out
shutting me in
so i can never escape
a death worse than fate
remember when I bit your neck
you stood there poised, stiff delicate,
deceased
the moon is bears its intoxicating essence
remember the fangs?
Your profile says ask me so by jove, I'm asking.
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