The cold feel of metal against your skull.
You hate you, you hate me, you hate all.
-I said no, you said yes-
Trembling fingers, gingerly toying with your life.
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Pretty cool...a little freaky but that is the type of girl I am, so I like that kinda stuff, well keep up the good work, J.S.