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by Allison Aug 20, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about death
The world is till tonight. The sky is crimson blue. The air is thick. The wind is strong. My senses tell me somethings wrong. The room is quiet tonight. My heart beats rhythmic tunes. The stars are dull. The clouds are deep. My senses tell me I should weep. You didn't call tonight. My thoughts are full of fear. The rain is heavy. The moon is red. My senses tell me that you're dead.