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Inject Me Sweetly This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

Katherine K., Monroe, GA By KatherineKilljoy, Monroe, GA

I lie awake every night,
scared for his return.
In my mind, I picture him
and his evil smile.
There's much more than what shows with his fangs.
The way he stands over me,
breathing me in like a drug,
like poison,
black clothing,
black hair,
pale skin.
The thought of him sends shivers through my veins.

The clock chimes,
pain strains with each tick,
and terror is released with each tock.
My heart pounds uncontrollably,
and I jump at every creak of the night.

And finally, he arrives
through the chamber's cemetery gates,
through the chamber doors,
into the room we made,
to finish his sickening schemes.

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