Unsure how it began ,what provoked it
was it the "stairway to heaven"
or "the platinum Mac"
Something dark and deadly
Next was a splitting flash
Something struggled within me
Struggled to escape its confines
Writhing me in pain
Parting from me
My dark passenger
Wild unguided she soared
Naive, oblivious of the paranoia mantling her
For why would she have even cared
Bloodhound mongrels
They laughed they perched
Hunting her down the lowliness
For make her realize
she an abomination
There I stood frozen
In the theater of war
helpless, watching her
Lioness fighting them off
Prideful she embraced what came next
For she was the only
Hostile to the millions I guess
Still I stood there as she fell back into me
Convinced, she ain't dead yet
For she will rise again..
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