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My mind, my heart, my soul.
These are all facets of my dark being;
these define who I am.
You only bring me sorrow, my sweet, and you wring from me pain.

You try and woo me with your sickly-sweet words
only to find how much alike we really are.
You and I, my morbid beverage,
are one and the same.

You: black, thick and creamy -
enshrouded in a pallid frothy exterior
to hide deep inside you
your unrelentless pain.

And I, my soul harder than the steel of a dagger,
plunged into the heart of a lamb.
Blacker than a new moon
in the midnight sky
of Allhallows Eve.

We lay here, together
your mortal and helpless body in my grasp
as I suck on your raw flesh
feeding my blood with your own.

Suffering together,
-you and I-
my sweet, sullen hot chocolate
we become one.

-Xavier Bludlust, Goth poet extraordinare.