Strange things one find when perusing old files

[plural]

This is a poem I wrote
I think I was about 15
it was intended then
as it is now
to be humorous and cheesy
just having fun with words
which is probably
why its one of the few
of my poems that I would
ever consider sharing

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Kiss Me,
Bite Me,
Suck My Life

I plead silently to her
as I lay there staring at my lonely reflection,
feeling her cold hands press my flesh
as one would a piece of meat before devouring it one piece at a time.

Addicted to her touch,
intoxicated by her smile,
begging her to suck my life,
her sustenance.
Incapable of movement,
held by her horrific beauty,
her dark endless eyes and deathly pale skin.

Long since having removed all protections from her fatal attractions,
my chains gone from silver to gold,
all signs of my religion so thoroughly washed from my home
as to make me wonder if they had been there at all.
the spice now gone from my palate
has returned in abundance
to the living of the last few days of my life.

Night after Night,
I watch my reflection fade as she sucks my life
and infuses me with the cheap variation she calls her own.

Until a mere shadow of my former self,
I leave the ranks of mortals
for an eternity of damnation,
trapped in my lifeless body.
Yearning for the hunt!