Red dye spits from the bottle.
i wanted to see where this was going
but i hit the gas peddle-full throttle
because things started throwing.
the red drip-drips.
i found out about her,
i figured out your "weekend trips"
now im nothing, like a single feather.
the color starts to spread.
i never thought you'd be the guy who cheats.
now i sleep alone in this bed
while thinking of you under her sheets.
eventually its all pure red.
the bottle gets lighter,
soon enough, i'll be dead.
and this house will be quieter.
-rachelleeashlee<3.
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