crimson euphoria she chased crimson euphoria, where every cursed tear bled her dry. she starred in her own tragedy, where all her words were twisted lies. she met him at an evening dance, where in his arms she learned to cry. she lost herself in fantasies, where drunk on hope she reached too high. in just a night, the girl was gone, where grief, not light, clouded her eyes. her poisoned soul began to weep, where she suffered ‘neath cold, dark skies. she pricked her hand on roses’ thorns, where she knew she would say goodbye. she lay there trembling and alone, where she touched heaven just to die.
