I feel your icy cold grip on my soul. Your grip gets stronger each day. I feel I won’t slip away, dragging me closer to the edge, pulling me into the depths of hell. I can hear the cries of others telling me to get away before it’s to late. As the chills of that… Continue reading Bring Me Salvation
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Undying Love
Blair laid there, motionless, as Alex straddled over her and kissed her lips. She kissed him back almost absent-mindedly and let him caress her hair with his fair, and unaturally cold hands. He slipped off Blair’s shirt and began wiping up the blood from her stomach with his gifted tounge. Blair reluctantly made herself say,… Continue reading Undying Love