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Random Poem 11

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His voice had never sounded so cold,
I've been watching him all day, but
it feels like he had a lot of grudges to hold.
Why can't he tell me what is it?
Am I making it worst?
But then he lifted up my chin,
and I just let our hands intertwined.
He softly whispered to my ear;
"You don't have to worry, my dear.
Thy luscious and fragrant blood is only mine."

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