Resist

A Poem by Crissy Demonic

From 2014

The loving bites turn to draw blood, and when you resist it makes me excited.
The blood trickles down your shirt, like the finest red wine,
And it is all mine.
I don't like to share, especially something as tasty as yourself.
I engulf you in my greed,
You belong only to me.
Pull back from me a touch more.
Allow my fingers to dig into the flesh on your wrists.
A little macabre never hurt you before.
Oh please, continue to resist.

© 2016 Crissy Demonic

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Gray	Kind of macabre and vampiristic. Blood was never my favorite sight but I understand some find it pleasing. Posted 7 Years Ago Kind of macabre and vampiristic. Blood was never my favorite sight but I understand some find it pleasing. Rating /100

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Added on May 23, 2016
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Tags: Horror, love, murder, adoration, poem, poetry, gore, blood

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Crissy Demonic

Stoney Creek, Ontario, Canada

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Aspiring writer, my dream is to have something published. However, I'm shy and don't allow very many people read what I write. The majority of my writing is comprised of short stories, usually in .. more..