The blood dripping down your neck brought lust upon her eyes.
Temptation rised and the very thing which she tried to resist she fell upon.
Her fangs sinking into his neck slowly drinking the crimson liquid as he pleaded for her to get off.
When she realizes her beloved is in pain its too late.
The blood has been drawn and she realizes her feet once the body drops to her feet.
Tears streaming down the Beautys face. For no longer is she an angel, but a fallen one.
Decended from Heaven for her sins are to malevolent.
Her sins... are having lust for such a thing which is sworn to be some type of cannibiliasm.
Someone save the Beauty from herself.
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Beautifully Malevolent
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Slowly your words sink into my skin seeping in like poison... its toxic to me and I plead for help... thus is when I realize... I'm Sorry