She. Driven. Insanity.

by Ian Robert   Sep 20, 2004


Right now I'm crying,
Trying to let out some emotion,
Thats all bottled up inside.

Shes way to sweet,
Spending all her time trying to understand me,
I'm so happy someone isn't trying to forget me.

Extinct, how do you feel when this rage is free,
Alcohol, way to much is inside of me,
Extinct, thats what I want to be.

Only thing thats pure,
The affect she brings to me,
One-hundred percent loving insanity.

Red, the colour of whats pouring out of me,
Love, the single thing thats drained within me,
Red, the colour I want my whole body to be.

Ian Robert Potapoff

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