Cross breed

by John Dlyan Boone BABY   Jan 21, 2012


My minds clear; its time to take the key to my cage and unlock it now im free,
Back away for i can not control this the taste for blood is to strong;
Hide away stay away for i will end you,
I will take your last breath;
my fangs will sink deep inside your corpse,
Your life is inevitable you will know when you come eye to eye with me,
I will tear you in half and laugh as your poorly cold blood falls down my face.
As I taste the first sip your skins turns pailer
As i rip your fangs out your body turns to ash,
I wish you good night.

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