my mind takes me back to days that i don't recall yet it seems so familiar that slowly i can remember it all days, weeks, years before i was born i can tell you things i shouldn't know i know so many stories upon you this knowledge i'll bestow a girl sitting in her room thought she had had enough of life so she downed her mother's scripts and sliced herself up with a kitchen knife and a guy saw a girl walking home alone after the show and he took her innocence while she cried and screamed no the old lady down the street knew her husband had another wife so as he lay asleep she past judgement on his life intoxicated, a girl just knew she could drive home so off she took in her car but after a three tree obstacle she didn't make it very far and the lady on Madison called her dead husband's lover and told her not to worry the body would never be discovered and the guy next door found his daughter in her room and screamed in horror at his bloodied daughter's doom and no one on Madison ever knew about the show girl she went into a non-talkative state and withdrew herself from the world and the poor drunk driver obviously she didn't survive but the trees she hit still stand tall and alive and no one on Madison could ever be as shocked at the events as was me no one will ever know that in one night two people ended their struggles and saw a new light in one night on Madison eight lives were forever changed but the world will never know as all the survivors became estranged and most of the trees have died the houses have become old and what known as Madison lane is simply "that old road" but as i sit in my room about Madison i will always know because i wouldn't be had a guy not seen a girl at the showBirth sign: Sagittarius
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