Megan sits alone,
Hiding far from home
The voices saying she’s a mess
And she is feeling so depressed,
But she has one friend
Silver-eyed, and silver-tongued
His only payment requires blood
Metal and flesh combine
Strengthening their ties
their bond
And she knew it all along
Running down the skin
Pleasure from within
She feels so alive,
Pulse racing,
And she never dries her eyes
The animal inside
Is satisfied
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