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An' the needles staring her down

An' she's screaming
murder
echoes from her eardrums

a deathmarch

and she's the leader.

waving her baton around
screaming death.


And the needle's staring her down

check my veins
for spills and leaks....



An' this masquerade ball

She's dancing with death.

A silent masquerader.


An' the needle's staring her down.



(i do not feel closer in this poem, so if you would offer any help, that'd be cool and all)

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