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pulsating senses, tousled hair

her body quivers in orgasmic flow

violence erupts in the streets

eyes mystified, to see the skin

through hues of red

human shreds

what did I witness?

What have I seen?

the desolation of virginity

siren song

screaming lights

just need to get by

to probe the night with healing spears

how many dead?

how many have died?

sing that song of urban decay

notwithstanding the terror from within

thrusting, thirsting, until we're finished

and the duress dissipates with the smoke

you can leave now

but…

“hold me”