I look at you, you look at me
You hear everything I see
While I see everything you hear
A tragedy comes near
Laughing my face off I feel nostalgic
Then we watch something so tragic
Such as a car crashes the couple dies
While we're shocked the crow flies
Then the bottle fell making you slip
You couldn't find something to grip
I reached for you but I was late
So you had fallen to your fate
The earth shook and I run away
The sky turned grey
Lighting and thunder took hold of me
As darkness was all I could see
YOU ARE READING
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