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So still
entranced by the vision

of your own
dying

your body
offers itself

up to me

I taste the flavour
of your life

drink your dreams
savour each memory

the delicious tang
of longing

smell the sweet
desire to live

swallow your soul
(whole)

your body
now

no use to me
or you

a broken doll
left out in the rain

at best
I kept my promise

there will be
no more pain.

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My friend who was slowly dying described her cancer as being bitten by a vampire and watching something so unreal drink your life without being able to do anything about it.

Dónall Dempsey

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/drinking-your-blood/

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