The sun has drowned and set,
No sleep is coming yet...
The heart has stopped its beat,
But blood flows warm and sweet...
Her heart is bruised and torn...
Her soul is scarred and worn...
Outside, it doesn't show...
You call — no answer, though...
Rosy, pouting lips,
Where the red blood drips,
Fangs so sharp and cruel...
Kiss her, you poor fool!
The torn carotid vein...
Pulsing a lover's pain...
The artery bleeds free...
A bloody mystery!
Lips puckered in a bow —
The lover has to go!
The pink turns scarlet red...
Salty... a little sweet instead...
A reel on Instagram —
"I'm doing perfect, Mom!"
"The weather here is glorious..."
Damn, you are so dangerous!!!
The sun has drowned
© Copyright: Алекс Мунк, 2026
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