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August 13, 2003
I can feel you hiding there on the corner of the bed with your knifelike incisors dripping to sink yourself into my flesh into my night disrupting my dreams waiting until I'm comfortable with the covers and pillows before you are ready to do your dirty work I can hear you there beginning your tiny moan at the back of my throat that will turn into a whimper and then a sob as you have your way with me and I spend another few hours tossing and turning and ruining the rest of my day before it even gets started