Title: My Blood Writer: Sparky

MY BLOOD, THE BLOOD THAT CONSUMES EVERY PART OF MY BODY, THE BLOOD THAT DRIPS DOWN MY ARMS AND ONTO THE FLOOR.

DARK RED BLOOD, THE BLOOD THAT VAMPIRES THRIVE ON, AND WITH EVERY DRIP OF THE BLOOD THAT TRICKLES DOWN MY ARM, I FEEL STRONGER, YET I FEEL WEAK.

MY BLOOD, SO SWEET, SO RED, SO POWERFUL.

TO WATCH THE KNIFE AS IT CUTS INTO MY FLESH, AND TO WATCH THE BLOOD DRIP OUT DOWN THE MIDDLE OF MY PALE ARMS, IT'S AS IF MY BLOOD. WAS ALL I HAD IN ME, OR MAYBE, ALL I WANTED IN ME.

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