"I need a gurney!" Dave yelled,his arms filled with a broken doll, a glass princess,someone's bruised and bloody baby girl,"I NEED A HAND!!"
"What've you got??" Mark came running up behind Malik and the gurney
"I found her.." he replied,"I couldn't do any stuff to her" Dave fumbled over his words,his eyes concentrating on his blood caked hands,"She was behind a dumpster.."
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Never made it as a wise man
I couldn't cut it as a poor man stealing
Tired of living like a blind man
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They come at the most impossible times.She was beautiful, but fragile.I had to hold her head up, I was afarid to crush her bones, to twist what was left of her hands into knots,and make her scream.Too many people had done that to her already.
I can close my eyes and picture what happened to her.It's as clear as day,because I've seen it so many times.
She was spinning, her small porcelain arms flying around her,like a bruised bird, her wings dented and spread,wanting to fly.
Escape,freedom, the possibility of breathing on your own can look so beautiful when you don't have it.
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I'm sick of sight without a sense of feeling
And this is how you remind me
This is how you remind me
Of what I really am
This is how you remind me
Of what I really am
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"We got it Malucci" Mark shot him a warning. A your heart is breaking don't screw this up more than whoever did this screwed up look.
Dave stepped back,tripping over the lace of his shoe
"Dave??"
He looked up,"I found her...she was crying"
Deb bit her bottom lip,"Dave.."
"I should have saved her" he tucked his hands behind him and positioned himself in front of the exam room, to watch.
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They say watching someone finally letting go, getting that inner peace,dying, giving up, is like watching the Aurora Boerilis . The lights dance...the room sways.It was more of a glow.
Like a prayer candle in the afternoon after mass, a girl after a party, glitter, jack o lanterns, scarves thrown over lamps during love making, waiting to burn.
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It's not like you to say sorry
I was waiting on a different story
This time I'm mistaken
for handing you a heart worth breaking
and I've been wrong, i've been down,
to the bottom of every bottle
it's the words in my head
scream "are we having fun yet?"
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"Time of death.."
He walked away
"Dave.." Deb called
He stopped,"I'm fine Jing Mei.Come get me when they're done.I want to clean her up"
She nodded,"Hey John..." she reached for Carter...they're heads close together as she whispered.
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I could see the pleasure in his eyes.The gleam of boyish happiness.The pretty girl likes you.The way she touched his arm, the way she cocked her head to listen to his every word.
I turned my head towards the girl again.Still,quiet, like a starry night, she rested there.At least she didn't pass away behind a dumpster, like unwanted kittens..
I pushed through the trauma room doors, every inch of my chest aching. I wanted to hold her again..but she wasn't warm.She wasn't glowing or gold.
*********************************
And this is how, you remind me
Of what I really am
This is how, you remind me
Of what I really am
*********************************
There was a single feather in her hair.
I took a rag over her head, over her eyes, over the bruises,wincing with pain.But she didn't feel my delicate touch, couldn't feel my hot breath as I struggled to keep from crying.
She was gone
The more I touched her, I found more creamy white feathers, some of them capped in thick maroon blood.
In her curled hands I found broken glass.Delicately, like an antique,I turned her on her side,holding my gasp.
Two painfully strechted out bumps of skin, like an odd mutation lay on her back.I could see where they opened...
I jumped back when I touched them,surprised by the shock.She wasn't human..yet she died like I've seen so many others.
"Malucci??" Dr.Greene pushed the doors open,"Are you okay??"
"What've you got??" Mark came running up behind Malik and the gurney
"I found her.." he replied,"I couldn't do any stuff to her" Dave fumbled over his words,his eyes concentrating on his blood caked hands,"She was behind a dumpster.."
**********************************
Never made it as a wise man
I couldn't cut it as a poor man stealing
Tired of living like a blind man
***********************************
They come at the most impossible times.She was beautiful, but fragile.I had to hold her head up, I was afarid to crush her bones, to twist what was left of her hands into knots,and make her scream.Too many people had done that to her already.
I can close my eyes and picture what happened to her.It's as clear as day,because I've seen it so many times.
She was spinning, her small porcelain arms flying around her,like a bruised bird, her wings dented and spread,wanting to fly.
Escape,freedom, the possibility of breathing on your own can look so beautiful when you don't have it.
***********************************
I'm sick of sight without a sense of feeling
And this is how you remind me
This is how you remind me
Of what I really am
This is how you remind me
Of what I really am
************************************
"We got it Malucci" Mark shot him a warning. A your heart is breaking don't screw this up more than whoever did this screwed up look.
Dave stepped back,tripping over the lace of his shoe
"Dave??"
He looked up,"I found her...she was crying"
Deb bit her bottom lip,"Dave.."
"I should have saved her" he tucked his hands behind him and positioned himself in front of the exam room, to watch.
*************************************
They say watching someone finally letting go, getting that inner peace,dying, giving up, is like watching the Aurora Boerilis . The lights dance...the room sways.It was more of a glow.
Like a prayer candle in the afternoon after mass, a girl after a party, glitter, jack o lanterns, scarves thrown over lamps during love making, waiting to burn.
***************************************
It's not like you to say sorry
I was waiting on a different story
This time I'm mistaken
for handing you a heart worth breaking
and I've been wrong, i've been down,
to the bottom of every bottle
it's the words in my head
scream "are we having fun yet?"
*********************************
"Time of death.."
He walked away
"Dave.." Deb called
He stopped,"I'm fine Jing Mei.Come get me when they're done.I want to clean her up"
She nodded,"Hey John..." she reached for Carter...they're heads close together as she whispered.
************************************
I could see the pleasure in his eyes.The gleam of boyish happiness.The pretty girl likes you.The way she touched his arm, the way she cocked her head to listen to his every word.
I turned my head towards the girl again.Still,quiet, like a starry night, she rested there.At least she didn't pass away behind a dumpster, like unwanted kittens..
I pushed through the trauma room doors, every inch of my chest aching. I wanted to hold her again..but she wasn't warm.She wasn't glowing or gold.
*********************************
And this is how, you remind me
Of what I really am
This is how, you remind me
Of what I really am
*********************************
There was a single feather in her hair.
I took a rag over her head, over her eyes, over the bruises,wincing with pain.But she didn't feel my delicate touch, couldn't feel my hot breath as I struggled to keep from crying.
She was gone
The more I touched her, I found more creamy white feathers, some of them capped in thick maroon blood.
In her curled hands I found broken glass.Delicately, like an antique,I turned her on her side,holding my gasp.
Two painfully strechted out bumps of skin, like an odd mutation lay on her back.I could see where they opened...
I jumped back when I touched them,surprised by the shock.She wasn't human..yet she died like I've seen so many others.
"Malucci??" Dr.Greene pushed the doors open,"Are you okay??"