Untilted

Untilted

A Story by Protect Me Demons That Come At Night

I see your face for the first time
you never died you stayed alive
I can't breathe and I'm falling
into the water I'm bleeding I'm
bleeding oh God help me now
I loved you and you're supposed
to be dead but now you're alive
sucking me dry how did you live
how could you after the bullets that
were shot out? Was this some kind
of test, some kind of emotional game?
Oh my God I can't see anymore and you're
drowning me in a pool of blood. You're alive
you're alive you're alive you're alive you're alive 
I can see your face I can hold your hand but
are you a demon or are you Mack? 

© 2011 Protect Me Demons That Come At Night


Author's Note

Protect Me Demons That Come At Night
This was all a fucking lie. I don't know what to believe anymore. This was all a test. This was all an emotional game. Goodbye.

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Added on August 24, 2011
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