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[sid] => 112086
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Carnal Urge
[time] => 2005-12-25 21:39:06
[hometext] => This is about being a werewolf...the sexy parts just made it juicy
[bodytext] =>  Is that blood on the floor? Cause it's driving me crazy.... Is that a body in the door? Cause it's making me queasy... Is that you smiling like you did it? Is that you smiling cause you know something I don't? Is that you biting me like I'm chocolate on a stick? Cause I'm thinking this going somewhere... And it's all a dream, though I wish it wasn't. And it's make-believe except what you're doing right now. What are you doing right now? You're pushing me against the lockers... Is that me in the mirror putting lotion on my bruises? Is that me hiding a hickey? That can't be me, cause that girl there has blood on her hands. That carnal urge finally got to her.... Oh, that can't be me, cause I scream when you hit me. That girl there doesn't even move when the gun is pointed at her head... But looking there I realize that the carnal urge is rising in me as the moon hangs above our heads...that's why I have blood on my hands... I know it's you standing over me. I know it's you making the blood in my system run hot. I know it's you that brings the animal out in me... Watch me as I howl at the moon... Watch me as I drag that body home... Oh, as you push me against the pillows, I'm thinking about ripping his heart out. As I kiss you, the wolf comes to me. I want you, just as much as I want to watch you bleed. And this is all a dream, this is all a dream...Cause that girl in the mirror is starting to grow claws. Her eyes are glowing in the dark... And while you pin me to the couch, smiling like your the one who dragged that body home. I'm thinking about all the terror I can cause. While your asking me if I like it rough, I'm thinking about ripiing a hole into someone's stomach. That carnal urge is finally getting to me... There's nowhere to hide as I take you down with me... Oh, that can't be me pulling you out into the snow. Oh, that can't be me pulling off your coat. That can't be me cause there's blood in the snow... You love me anyway, even when I draw blood on your skin. You love me anyway, cause that carnal urge makes me bend a different way. And your not afraid as I change my shape. And you're not afraid as I drag another body home. And it's all a dream... It's all dream of that carnal urge deep within me... [comments] => 0 [counter] => 463 [topic] => 59 [informant] => MG_Akela22090 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 8 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => psychoticpoems )
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