She felt the strong winds hit at her body like a nightmare coming to life.
She scornfully reached for her knife.
Every possible touch felt harder then the last one.
She also brought her gun.
Now with all this wear and tear..
She felt someone pull at her hair.
It's almost like living in an imaginary world.
Where your hiding under a rock crunched up and hurled.
A possible dream heading to an injury through the mind.
Another soul.left unkind.
Where has all this action taken place.
In the unknown with one familiar face.
Now you see it, now you don't all said just in case you go away.
Somebody has to pay..
I know you never meant no harm.
As I walk out you finally put on that charm.
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