Fangs
Throat ripped clean
Jagged fangs go open
Eyes widen gleam
Blood flows free
Throat cut through
Pulse times two
Fangs sink deep
Drink into sleep
Eyes close, repose
Throat ripped clean
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Sonja Hand
I write, conduct social media and social activism for Small Business and Tea Party Conservatism. I am a direct descendant of the Mayflower, and everything American in between. Share your story, and I will share mine.. Live life to the fullest .. YOLO
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