Did you taste the quintessence of violance?
… the blood tasting like iron … the air smelling like acid
Hunting deja vus like a cat hunting butterflys
see a woman I never had seen before … last night in a dream
You told me She raped you
see the scene in my head in the second you speak
She looked into my eyes like a gun slipped through my mind like a razorblade
Moments like movies
who she is you have to tell me …