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In the midst of every crimson sky
he yonder...Every inch of the moment
that he reminisce, thinking of his yesterdays
remorse and sweet lullabies...Like a monastic
he tried to recall every illusion but not a facsimile.
He madly wanted to extract a different one.
Every dose injected on him would made him say..
"I love it."

It was his heroin...saving him from pain
A quotidian habit that always linger on him,

He always seek for that drug
to save him from pain...

The near-ending medley
as he hears it, he concluded...
"I hate it."
A single whisper that changes everything
He went to watch the crimson sky
Hearing the melancholic night
and into the mayhem...
he went to the bathroom alone
with the lights turned off.
Not a single glow that can ease his gloom.

He always seek for that drug
to save him from pain...

Blood...
Pouring down from his fists and 
he madly loves it.
He felt his heart pounding.
His eyes can't stand it
as he hears the piece allegro
Hysterically he cried in fury

He always seek for that drug
to save him from pain...

He looked through the mirror
and saw his face covered with blood...
His own blood
The wall behind 
was painted darker in hue
He can smell it

He always seek for that drug
to save him from pain...

Mirages of images jabbed his heart
like a pounding pestle

He always seek for that drug
to save him from pain...

Now you can see him reaching
Reaching for the light above him...
It was the only medicine for his soul

The Only One who can save him now...

He went at the back...
The stage was a dreary crimson sea
and the main part went to say goodbye
and still I see

Tears...
rolling from his eyes...

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