Serial Killer 2

He looked more to the higher plane
Enjoyed the rush of flesh to brain
He could not escape
A nip at her nape
For a short while when younger
He felt that vampiric hunger
And it still lasts in him today
What can I say…
What can I say
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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