go down
like a snake
with no head
thinking you're alive
but you're really dead
feeling
no pain
just watching
the pouring rain
as sadness
floods your
worn out brain
lips shaky
from speaking evil lies
emptiness
in your bloodshot eyes
you crawl slowly
in your small crawl space
so much unhappiness
upon your
tear stained face
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