I'll be waiting a long time to overcome the madness.
And may not be free,ever. I do what I want,or don't?
I will not fall,standing on a tall building.One call.
You scream fucking words.
Tangled thoughts hold me now.
Crow flies straight at me.
Cuts to the head.And my blood red.
Colors this low,and I'm falling down,and I forget own.
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