how the story goes

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2011

thoughts erratic
semi-automatic
losing control
crash and roll
sit and wait for the flood
in a sky red of blood
the skin begins to burn
blind to turn
everything that feels so wrong
may have been all along
screaming inside
dreams and reality collide
beginning to end the road
a will of hate to implode
a thorn without a rose
this is how the story goes

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