Crimson
stars
bleeding down
from heavans
Falling down like
small tears sliding
down your eyes
While the
Windows glow
A hateful warmth
and your breath
is thick and
Shady waiting
to suffocate
the mind
and your body cold
wile your in
the firey pits of doom
Crash!
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