I live in my mind to much.
I think,
Over process the unthinkable ....
Her death its inevitable....
I've turned her in a martyr...
I knew it would happen.
Just dont know if im ready.
The battles ready,
Stage has be blanketed in snow...
Her beast set free.
Its hungry.
Angel blood is up for grabs,
Or will her blood cover the grounds?
Musings of thought
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