The trigger has been pulled shots to the heart have been fired and with no remorse for the host in which these bullets float the pain kills slow.
Her life flashes back as she runs forward head first into her death.
Awaken from a cold sweat it was just a bad dream a nightmare it seems.
She picks up her Pen & begins to write again.....
Dear Beloved Manikins I have flowers for your soul.
In a short while experience has brought growth....u ready?
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