The blood drips from the roof
The feeling comes back to me
The urge, the need, the hunger
The blood is so red
So delicious
I can almost taste it against my lips
It doesn't want me to puke
The Duke told me me I have to control
But since he died
I was out of control
'I can't take this any more ' I said to myself
I have to stop
I can't do this...again
No..no..no
I stop and let it go
I didn't know what happen
But it happen
Next thing I know
I was in the room
Sucking a woman's blood
The taste is so....I have no words to this appetite
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