[ What did I do ] It was a nice day The birds sung, eerily, like they were trying to warn her ... No, this wasn't right... She was a kid then, her legs ran back Back to her home Her home ... Not for long ... Smoke hung in the air, her eyes slits ... Like needles... The ones her mother used She cried out, flaming arms ripping apart... All she knew ......... All she loved. The agony in her heart... how sad. She remembered it, like digging through... ashes . . . Cold after flame. She fell to her feet, they were gone... her her... her mother.... her father. But how? She needed answers. No, She had worked, SO HARD- After that it was a blur, she remembered red... and lights, running. NEVER ENDING RUNNING- Why did she do that? For answers? Simple it was in her head... /Then/ it was. She was always torn, her claws scarred... What was life for in the end... If it was all to end up in this... Plague? [ I can't remember ]
