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The way you smell tells me where you’ve been,
looking for a life you lost long ago,
but, my child, you’ve come back to me,
for you know that I own you.

I feel your blood pulsing under your skin.

So many things you didn’t know,
you were too helpless, you couldn’t see,
you couldn’t have known what to do.

I draw you near, you’re lost in my eyes,
they have the power to hypnotize.

I pull you head back, bite into your neck,
taste the sweet nectar as it runs down my throat.

Now your blood flows through my veins.


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