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I search your cells with tiny fingers,
split hairs in a ravenous fashion.
Distinctive as a freckle or a mole,
I move with you—I drink of you.
When the time is right, pluck me away,
set me aflame, or drown me in alcohol.
UGH FORMATTING. WHY.
Alternatively, this could be a vampire poem.
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Nine-Inch-N41L5 Featured By Owner Mar 4, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
I know it's about a tick, but from the first lines I almost thought it was about a baby feeding from the mother in a parasistic way which is a creepily interesting take on it... Lol?
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everystupidstar Featured By Owner Mar 4, 2013  Professional Writer
Babies are kind of parasitic. LOL.
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Nine-Inch-N41L5 Featured By Owner Mar 4, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Haha, yeah, I'm bad at explaining stuff, but yeah, it made me think of how a baby was like a tick.
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everystupidstar Featured By Owner Mar 5, 2013  Professional Writer
I got what you were getting at. :3
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Nine-Inch-N41L5 Featured By Owner Mar 5, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Haha, yeah.
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therainontheirparade Featured By Owner Mar 4, 2013
This is lovely! I got the vampire bit after I read the description, and felt quite silly for not noticing earlier, but I think I was focused on the lovely wording!

It was a really nice read.
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everystupidstar Featured By Owner Mar 4, 2013  Professional Writer
Thank you. Although it is actually about a tick, so don't feel silly. :3
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