Tainted Heart Cries Out In Pain
Suffocation Due To Writhing Hands
The Demons Face Has Changed
Its Motive Still The Same
Snarling Desperate For Release
Fangs Clamped Upon Her Ivory Flesh
Peeling, Open Wounds
Frantic Fingers Grasp The Tearing Flesh
Crying Out In Pain
Her Whispered Sobs Cease
Tears Fall From Her Glittery Eyes
Horrendous Laughter Eruptes
Her Life In Its Hands Once Again
Letting Her Fall- Crumpled
Blackness Swallows
Her Hands Outstretched
To Her Rescue, Nothing
She Falls
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