Who Is She
She drags you
everyday,
in her eternal bed,
she wants you to lay.
You may suddenly,
be her prey.
You favour her ?
Is that what you said ?
She is grabbing you,
she is on the way.
She is fatal,
she is peaceful,
she is death..
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