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What are these red raindrops?

They fall slowly from a black sky. I feel them lightly touch my face; soak my glasses so I canít see. And I scream because Iím alone, and there are things here I canít understand.

There is a strange melody that has a slow beat. Itís a marching tune, and the raindrops fall so perfectly timed; drop by drop by drop.

If anything, they should kill me. Instead I am left in this world where nothing is real, except these red raindrops that donít seem to know or cherish me. I feel pain, and I canít convey it. No expression; no redemption. I just yell towards an intimate nothing. I beg Him to stop the music.

Bullshit. Thatís what this whole thing is. I cannot blame this on a higher power, for I am a higher power. I am the one who confides myself in a world of evil. If only I had seen the exit, and now I am stuck here alone.

Or not; I see her again. Donít play dumb, you know who. Youíve seen her before. She is your exit. Go! Catch her!

She slaps my hand away. I grab her arm, she screams. I pull her towards me and I drag her down. I know she is begging me and I know I shouldnít do this but I know that I want her.

-What the fuck are you doing, retard?

I donít even know what I am doing. I am suddenly hunched over a school desk looking directly into Stacyís eyes. You know her. Sheís that hot girl youíve had a crush on.

I back away indecisively, trying to brush off the look of utter disgust she has on her face. So much for King Crimson to try and calm me down; all I got for my trouble was red raindrops and a rape fantasy.


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