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by arleny Aug 11, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Watch it run watch it leave it'll take me away to a place i can't conceive watch it gleam it looks so clean next to all that Burgundy look at my smile look at my face bet i look like a crack pot although i never did any look at the room look at the dots it's fading in and out as is my thoughts look at the bright red liquid look at the darkness at the sides is that a light up ahead or am i just imagining shit look at me go look at me fly i guess i wasn't imagining this is such a silent ride the red liquid stopped puring out my vision is completely blacked out it's time for me to go see you on the other side.