I light another,
Breathing in the end,
Pushing out the green,
The flame grows closer,
Pulling me farther.
They toss my deep red glass,
Going from one to another,
Careless flying,
No worries in there eyes,
Without fear if it meeting the dirt,
No concern if the green falls out.
They wrap me in a blanket,
Their eyes never have to set on me,
Suffocating me in nothingness,
Unknowingly pushing me,
Almost falling off the green,
Collapsing a deep cold hole,
That is where I desire.
I want to be hugged by the wood,
Finally to myself,
No eyes can set on me,
No one can toss me,
I can crash no more,
I can shatter never again.
Let the green everyone hates die,
Make it turn to dust.
I go to place my amber on the ground,
The green is gone,
The end is inside me,
However, I can't put it out,
Another foot is there,
Desprite to kill it,
Ending the green,
Making me dust.
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