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It's love of the

Arising from her
To the sweet smell of
in a coffin
Dead she craves

kissing, of course, caressing,
blood drinking, the smell, the

Morbid must be satisfied
In the shadows she must
Entering the sacred
To fuck those who have

When you lie on bodies,
comes out of their mouth,
and the weight of my body it out.
That's called

the flesh
So dead and
blood
To and be whole
Strength the dead
To the soul

I definitely swallowing blood.
It's very arousing making
with a and drinking some of the blood

Robbing the

There's a difference tucking and making love.
some pudish luck dead rises. I make love to them

Screaming in
on the corpse
Takes it in the hearse
So she can get some

When I enjoy myself a corpse,
it's a high beyond any I've had