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Life waits for death just like you wait for me.

My skin's always wet; maybe mist, maybe steam.

I am filthy but stark with a heart versatile.

No hope without the dark; my tears and a smile.

I can be monster or I can be girl,

Maybe I'm from water, maybe I'm from hell.

Heard your last breath, like dogs on a scent.

My veins still bleeding red, It's not for the best.

I am cold and I'm dark, been that way for a while.

I bite as much as I bark, my fears make me hostile.

Am I a monster? A stain on this world?

All the flames growing stronger, I am girl hell.