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It's love of the

Arising her sleep
To the smell of decay
in a coffin
Dead she craves

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

lust must be satisfied
In the shadows she must
the sacred tomb
To fuck those who have

you lie on some bodies,
blood out of their mouth,
and the weight of my pushes it out.
That's purcing

the flesh
So and cold
blood
To and be whole
Strength from the
To the soul

I enjoy swallowing blood.
It's very making love
a body and drinking some of the blood

Robbing the

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

in agony
on the corpse
Takes it home in the
So she can get more

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