The Real Me: Ever-Nightly's Craving; Thirst (Deleted Scene In the "evernightly" Series)
trapped in a suffocating heat,
caged in branches like an animal in a cage,
my prince has vanished,
my eyes are suddenly filled with a red and black rage,
boiling deep in my core,
running hot in my veins and heart,
i feel the need start,
to scream, to shed tears and blood,
i am no longer in control of my body,
my thoughts or my actions,
all i see is my prince....
i see him bloody and beaten.......
i see me standing over him.......
drenched in blood that isn't my own,,
wallowing in tears that gush down my cheeks,
in choking gasps and thine tears,
i drown. finally a sight that I've lived to my rep,
a sight so devastatingly unsightly,
a sight that makes every logical human being
fear the half-demon, Ever-nightly.
the taste of my prince's blood on my lips stay on my tongue,
the scars are permanent, irremovable.
strangely, deliciously sweet,
i have not experienced a taste like this before,
i now realize that.....this...blood.....
this sweet, lavish liquid,
i crave more.
Copyright © Princess Corazon | Year Posted 2010
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