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Vampire Sonnets Xxi Strength of Intellect

It was such a fight I did not expect, she didn’t know the strength of intellect; Fable was bent on controlling my mind there’s no way that was how I was designed; Every dark thought with intention to pelt I began to push like she’d never felt; Surely she would know by the return force if this continues I’d attack the source; The thirst inside belonged only to me it’s a good idea to leave it be; I was still a bit of an amateur but I knew that she was on Decatur; I’d find her before any time had passed; Try it one more time it will be the last.

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