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crimson tears falling.

my world is crashing.

lost you. and now i cant

breath.

i wake up from a dead sleep

with sweat running down my face.

the crimson tears

are so pretty,

cant help but look.

the room is going black..



whats that music?

why is everyone crying..

its the death march..

but why..

the grave is calling me.

i stand there and watch them

lower the casket into the ground..

being pulled.

but then i see you.

and i wish that this isnt how it ended.

but this is where i need to be.



the grave is calling.

i go willing.

dont want to sit around here anymore

because i see you..

and you arnt even crying.

you are just sitting there .

i thought that you of all people would have

been crying, but no.

you are over in a corner all alone,

and just staring off into space.



the crimson tears are falling off your arms,

and now i know...

the grave is calling.

is calling to the both of us.

dont know if we will ever meet again..

the grave calling, urgently.



then it stops. the pull stops.

everything disappears.

then i see you,

in 2 places.

i see your spirit trying to jump in after me.

i see you trying to be with me in death.



the grave is calling me again.

and this time, i am not allowing you to follow.

i fight you back into your body

and then you start crying.

you should have realized what you did

to me before now.



the grave is calling .

i answer now.

dont know if we are ever going to meet again,

but maybe, if we do, you will realize that

you did this to me.



the grave is calling,

in a sweet sudective voice.

dont want to say good bye to everyone,

but this is my time.



the grave is calling my name.

the casket bed is soft, and

my soul is now resting inside my dead body.



the grave calling me

was the best thing

that ever happended to me.