So that needle hits her and she's dead again. A corpse drifting through the streets, her body pays her wat so she feel it flowing through her blood again. There is no life, no pulse. The vultures swarm again and circle. Patiently stalking prey. So the needle hits her so she can see again. Every wolf clothed as the sheep, teeth out, ready to drag her away from the sun. She gently grazes the feathers of death, wishing to forget. But I'll never forget every breath I felt her die. Always searching, always chasing but never finding. (love)
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