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Bloodbath
By Circe Avalon
Sticks to my fingers
Drapes my arms in red
Can you feel the shiver
As the heat spills on the bed?
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Liquid terror
To taste of salt
Crimson mirror
Tomorrows put off
Waltz of Assault
Softly broken in
Can you hear the heart die
As you caress the skin?
A wadding pool
Filled with lust
Made of human soul
Body is turned to rust
~*~
The sheets have stained
The floor now wet
The night no longer screams
For that past offense
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Copyright 2004 circeavalon
Comments on "Bloodbath"
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A former member wrote:
I do like this one. Like a favorite cut of meat. :) (adds to faves). Thank you.
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On Thursday, September 30, 2004, Seraphic
(209)
wrote:
Fantabulous! This is so brilliantly written and so picturesque, blood filled, yet not "horror morbid". great write *~seraph~*
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On Thursday, September 30, 2004, Zhee
(529) wrote:
i love the end.. wonderfully written...
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On Thursday, September 30, 2004, ShadowFlight
(105) wrote:
you need to record this
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A former member wrote:
i love the title in particular on this one, it goes flawlessly with how you worded it. nice work!
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