Heroine
Steel Moving through Her Veins
Blood Shot Seeking For light
Hands Shaking, Body Weightless
This feeling Isnt Wrong But These Actions Arent Right
Mind As Empty As Her Eyes
Lips As Pale As Her skin
She Lay Stiff Now
Heart Stopped For She Is
Dead Of Her Sin.
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