In Her Eyes

Perface

Have you ever wander what it's like to die? To be in those final hours to see your life pass before your eyes, to heir no hope in their voice to feel only fair as I lay here helpless waiting. I hair each beat your heart beats, to feel your blood flow to pass though your veins. No fate only to give in as the darkness takeover your mind,can't scream can't move laying helpless wandering what can you do as the smell of blood takeover the room. Terrified as your breading speeds up no expectations to imagine what would come next beyond reasonable as your facing death when it comes to an end to be a killer and hunted