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They've been too late at times. Spells have failed, potions mixed wrong, scrying has been less than accurate and people have died. Innocents are supposed to be saved, but what about the ones that no one can get to in time? Paige can't help but shake the question from her mind. Each time it happens she swears it'll be the last time. Each time she makes a hollow promise to herself that it was the last time. She repeats it in her mind as she kneels over the girl in the alley. Crimson spilling out from the wound staining the fabric on Paige's jeans. Her hands were pressed to the wound while she waited for help, but no help came.
This wasn't part of anyone's plan. God didn't ask this girl to die in an alley in a strangers arms. Crying out for someone to help didn't do a thing. The passerbyers did just that. Pass by. The girls arm shot up suddenly in the midst of her struggle for life grabbing onto Paige's arm. "Just let me go..." Her voice was disconnected and hollow, as if she was already gone. "I'm not giving up! Stay right here, stay with me!" Paige had pleaded, but by then the grip that was strong moments earlier slipped loose and let her arm lay motionless on the ground.
Her hand clung to the wound for a while until the blood felt cold and sticky on her palm. Paige went to wipe the tears that had begun to fall, but instead just stared at the red on her hands. Things weren't always fair, but this seemed less than right to Paige. She hadn't done anything to deserve this death, simply in the wrong place at the wrong time. Paige wasn't even supposed to be there, but she had opted to take the longer route home from her latest temping agency conquest. The gunshot came out of nowhere and Paige thought it was just a dumpster closing at first.
He pushed past her fast and brutal, shoving Paige into the street for a moment and spinning her off her course. She saw the girl lying in the alley, her back arching upward in pain. The scream cut through the silence in the alley, and Paige rushed to her side. She wanted to call out for Leo, to have him save her. It was just that this wasn't something they were supposed to do. There were consequences above and beyond the single life at risk clinging to her final gasps of air.
She said "feed me feathers"
'Cause I long to smile
I have fallen far from grace
And grace was built by lies
And through this confusion
You fall on your soul
Call a name as you hope to be saved but
This is not your God
It’s time to let go
Give up the black heart rodeo and
Turn in your star
You’re not who you think you are
She said "feed me flowers"
So I glow in the sun
Everyday I learn what to say and
What not to have done
And I taste of ashes
Of a fire long since gone
I want be around to see
Who lost and then who won
It’s time to let go
Give up the black heart rodeo and
Turn in your star
You’re not who you think you are
You’re not who you think you are
Let go
Let go
Let go
Paige sits there for a moment trying to regain her thoughts and wait for the ambulance to finally show up. Too little too late. It's mostly a blur. The ambulance lights bouncing off the brick of the building, the chirp of the siren sounding intermittently while the sound of the zipper on the body bag seems so loud to her. The cops ask Paige a few questions, and she nods numbly until everyone leaves and it's just the memory of the alley and Paige.
She'll finish the short walk to the manor and wash the night from her hands, same as she washes the blood away. She'll fall asleep on her bed like she does every other time, and realize that if she had been a few minutes earlier the girl could still be alive, even if it wasn't supposed to happen, but Paige can't let go. She can't save them all, but she won't let go of them so easily if she can help it.
This wasn't part of anyone's plan. God didn't ask this girl to die in an alley in a strangers arms. Crying out for someone to help didn't do a thing. The passerbyers did just that. Pass by. The girls arm shot up suddenly in the midst of her struggle for life grabbing onto Paige's arm. "Just let me go..." Her voice was disconnected and hollow, as if she was already gone. "I'm not giving up! Stay right here, stay with me!" Paige had pleaded, but by then the grip that was strong moments earlier slipped loose and let her arm lay motionless on the ground.
Her hand clung to the wound for a while until the blood felt cold and sticky on her palm. Paige went to wipe the tears that had begun to fall, but instead just stared at the red on her hands. Things weren't always fair, but this seemed less than right to Paige. She hadn't done anything to deserve this death, simply in the wrong place at the wrong time. Paige wasn't even supposed to be there, but she had opted to take the longer route home from her latest temping agency conquest. The gunshot came out of nowhere and Paige thought it was just a dumpster closing at first.
He pushed past her fast and brutal, shoving Paige into the street for a moment and spinning her off her course. She saw the girl lying in the alley, her back arching upward in pain. The scream cut through the silence in the alley, and Paige rushed to her side. She wanted to call out for Leo, to have him save her. It was just that this wasn't something they were supposed to do. There were consequences above and beyond the single life at risk clinging to her final gasps of air.
She said "feed me feathers"
'Cause I long to smile
I have fallen far from grace
And grace was built by lies
And through this confusion
You fall on your soul
Call a name as you hope to be saved but
This is not your God
It’s time to let go
Give up the black heart rodeo and
Turn in your star
You’re not who you think you are
She said "feed me flowers"
So I glow in the sun
Everyday I learn what to say and
What not to have done
And I taste of ashes
Of a fire long since gone
I want be around to see
Who lost and then who won
It’s time to let go
Give up the black heart rodeo and
Turn in your star
You’re not who you think you are
You’re not who you think you are
Let go
Let go
Let go
Paige sits there for a moment trying to regain her thoughts and wait for the ambulance to finally show up. Too little too late. It's mostly a blur. The ambulance lights bouncing off the brick of the building, the chirp of the siren sounding intermittently while the sound of the zipper on the body bag seems so loud to her. The cops ask Paige a few questions, and she nods numbly until everyone leaves and it's just the memory of the alley and Paige.
She'll finish the short walk to the manor and wash the night from her hands, same as she washes the blood away. She'll fall asleep on her bed like she does every other time, and realize that if she had been a few minutes earlier the girl could still be alive, even if it wasn't supposed to happen, but Paige can't let go. She can't save them all, but she won't let go of them so easily if she can help it.