fleeting life

this girl, a girl in red

she had smilled as she bled

whisppering to her soon to be fellow dead

she reaches for your face

her dead eyes shift to a dark glow as your tears start to flow

she whispered in her sweet tone

"dont let go"

you shake, her smile was fake, for your sake

you plead for her to stay but at that moment she was whisped away

you can still remember till this day, her scared and tearfull face

the way shy jurked and twitched in your arm

and the moment she lost her humanity

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