Fine Lines were…
the expression on her face, as life ran from her.
the coldness in her breath as it left unwillingly.
the steamy moist desire of red, flowing freely.
exploration of her hand, grasping at fading strands of hope.
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the expression on her face, as life ran from her.
the coldness in her breath as it left unwillingly.
the steamy moist desire of red, flowing freely.
exploration of her hand, grasping at fading strands of hope.
Uneasy Pills - Rantings of a lost ID.iot 
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