Bloodlust
Spiraling into darknessNothing to break the fall.
I've tried to resist its sweet call.
All there is to greet me is the echo of emptines
And the hunger swallows me whole.
The never ending ache
The never ending torment
Blackening my soul.
The endless hunger driving me further into madness.
Making me lose control.
I can feel it itching and burning claiming whats left of me.
My heart pounding in my ears.
The thrill of the chase thrums in my vains.
I move in for the kill taking it down and drinking it all.
Finally satisfied I slink my way home Mistress of the night once more.
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