I watch you fall;sure,you hear me call
Tumbled through the pelting rain too;
fleeing unrelenting reality
Paint masterpieces only in your head
of what you wish your life to be
instead
Take a sip of death,drink long
you feel better;for a song that
wont last long enough.
Rye smile on your face
until the nasty scowl
takes its place.
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