Brianna Woomer

Red eyes looking from above
To find you
To kill...
To finally be free from the curse
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I stare into the light
Yet I feel no warmth
Sparks fly into the air becoming free
Yet I stay on the ground
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I walk into the room
In the darkness
The door closes behind me
I scream
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What is Life
Is it so great
Do we help or destroy
What god gave us was life
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I am always stored up in a cloud with others
I fall screaming thinking of death
Sometimes hitting the ground
Sometimes hitting the glass
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In the darkness
No one can hear your screams
No one will come
No one will care
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It was a night like no other
As they raced in the woods
Their yellow eyes glaring at you from behind
Their howl was louder then ever before
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