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Dec 2013
Her arms wrap around me,
A spider to its prey,
She is pulling me with her,
To a dark, lonely grave.

“We are forever bound,” she says,
“I know it hurts, but you will behave.
I am in pain,” she screams,
“I can’t endure,
It’s you, only you, who has my cure.”

“No!”  I say, and I run, and I pray,
Oceans will come between us,
I am far, far away.

I swear to you,
I will not adhere,
I can,
I will make her scream disappear.

But running is pointless, you see,
All I’ve been doing is running from me.
Going in circles around and around,
They never, ever end,
I am always found.

Till my last day,
Till my dying breath I’ll hear,
“My darling daughter,  
Come near me, come near.”
Bionic Woman
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Bionic Woman  Los Angeles
(Los Angeles)   
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