this ending has no begining....or an ending
sevensins
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Franticly searching through his medicine cabinate, our young hero stumbles upon a bottle if vicoden. His eyes widen as they come in contact with there mirrored reflection. he breaths a short breath, opening the bottle. Push down and twist, and let the cover slide onto the counter. He takes 3 pills and, checking for any sighn of awake life forms, steps lightly to his bedroom. An acoustic guitar's back provides the perfect dest for tonights assiment, 'getting high when you got no wings 101'. Speakers chant the hymes of love as you breaks the pills up. Pathetic, weak, jealous, and downright stupid, our hero lays down after. lulled to sleep by the weakness in his body, and the numbess in his heart. Speakers sing, "I'm feeling good". The tv glows stensles of a lovers embraces. His eyes remain slightly open all night, eyes on the window. Waiting for that tapping that means she's on the otherside. Our hero arises from the bed, and falls flat on his face. Franticly searching through the medicine cabinate, he stumbles upon a bottle of vicoden. His eyes catch the last flickers of the dieing light behind him. Water runs from his cradled hands to his face.
The hours get later, and the breaths in between get scarse. The water stops running, but the lights all turn on. Our hero sits and stands. He leaps from square to square on the tiled floor. he smiles big and sings the songs along with the speakers. he chants the name of love, and screams life into his own heart. Our hero becomes perfectly happy and content alone in his room.
The hours get later, and the breaths in between get scarse. The water stops running, but the lights all turn on. Our hero sits and stands. He leaps from square to square on the tiled floor. he smiles big and sings the songs along with the speakers. he chants the name of love, and screams life into his own heart. Our hero becomes perfectly happy and content alone in his room.
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