As I sit there, looking at the sun setting, thats when the tears came. The summer wind blowing in my face. Why is everything so confusing? It all came down to this. I hear them talking in the background. Then they're laughter. They have no clue that they're slowing killing me.... I have no choise now. The sun sets within the trees. All I see is the light red sky. I realize that the sky is bleeding. The sun is gone now. The wind blew it away. It reminds me of a candle flame being faded out. Maybe I should blow out my own candle and save myself from the on-going pain..... and I'll be nevermore.
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