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Slowly she made her move...She crept like the snake that she was and held her breath... She went near the target and slowly slammed her hands down onto the victim's chest... There she stood infront of her prey, as the victim squirmed and slowly died infront of her... There she screamed until her voice was heard throughout the world, she's done it, she killed the enemy -- Men.
She screamed for the pain she felt from what she did but she cant stop...She longed for more... She ached inside, she wanted to fly but - NO.. Her wings are gone and her heart now bleeds, for allthe scars are once being opened.. Slowly, her screams became cries... Shouts of pain - agony - tragedy... Slowly she was bleeding again -an angel with new bleeding scars.
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