Red Lights Are Strung
Cross The Old Beams
The White Ones There
Are Too, It Seems.
Chances You See
The Light I Cross
And Times Are Gone
But It's Your Loss
I Lost It Once
The Times I Take
It Makes You Numb
The Lights I Break
Chances Can't See
The Times I Crossed
The Lights Are Gone
For They've Been Lost
Red Lights Are Dead
Down The Old Beams
The White Ones There
Are too, It Seems.














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Updated 10/23/09: Yes, I'm still alive! But due to general busy-ness, I don't have much time to keep up with DA anymo'. You can still find me at skary.net and a zillion other social networking whatnots, though!
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