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[APRIL SUMMERS]

How can you say those things?
Why can't we just believe?



How can you say those things
and keep a straight face?

Blood. Heartbeats. Sweat. Warmth. Life. April moaned as blood continued to flood into her mouth. She pushed the young man further into the wall, his blood filling her and driving her. It wasn't until a tiny, inner voice said stop that she finally drew away, ripping a bit of his shirt off to stop the bleeding. She wiped her chin and licked her lips, the sweet, enchanting scent still filling her. She locked gazes with the man once more and said in her sweet, hypnotic voice "You cut yourself and you've lost a lot of blood. You were really drunk so you don't remember how. Go to the emergancy room and get that cleaned up. You do not remember me or what we did." she finished, then sent him off to stumble home.

April's eyes shone blood red and she still felt the lust of blood upon her. It took all her self control not to flash after him and finish what she started. She turned away and jumped, grabbing the fire escape railing and flipping herself up, then climbing up the ladders, jumping and doing pretty good gymnastics until she was finally at the roof of the rather tall building. She ran, the effortlessness of it intoxicating. She hadn't had fresh human blood in a long, long time. It powered her, making her even more powerful than ever. She ran and ran until she jumped off and landed three stories down without so much as a wince. She strode out to the side walk and walked, looking for a new victim.

And I will turn off
And I will shut down

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LYRICS
Stablio - Flawed Design
CREDIT
Made by Goldy of Perfect Immortality.

Burying the voices of my conscience hitting ground