September 24, 2012
By marielea SILVER, Owens Cross Roads, Alabama
marielea SILVER, Owens Cross Roads, Alabama
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a crimson red stream, in my dream, no where to go, no one to see, drowning in all the pain, yelling please go away, theres no escape, no star to show the way, all you see is red, no black or white, no feeling of hope, the worse thing yet, is no one knows your missing yet,you scream for help, but no sound comes out, you doubt you will ever be saved, theres always another wave, pushing you farther and farther away, you reach out trying to stay above, but theres nothing to hold on to that you love, theres a sound above, a flash of light, now you know your not loved, you feel the tears falling from your cheeks like rain, and then you awake to reality.

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