And when you’d listen
To her voice escape as
Her lips parted
Dosing souls through vocals
That would hit the core
Like a defibrillator
Resuscitating minds,
Reminding you of a time
When you’ve never
Felt more alive.
– Original-Dante ©2016
Art by: tomatomatomato
O.D. 
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