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All lone on this hour
Grandfather time eirly chimes
as if to remind a saddened soul
the lamenting lows that lay upon the mind

Once a sliken soul, placed afore a sill
was torn away to allow the
light gloomier thoughts repel
Instead of becoming part the silken was taken away
drew attention to the subtl parts of gloom and lightness' fray

Now thicker with the shadows our silken lonely felt
alll the light consuming life left darkness in it fell
If this was so, could one behold that gloom was truer yet

Silken soul placed before yet another sill
to witness many battels as many souls do and will
THoughts came to be the darkest things set withing the room

Stand ye back whom proven themselves little less than men
Mice you be upon your thrones claiming greed ridden lands
Quarle ye amungst thyselves draw not a drop of blood
Instead ye look on other paths forsook destroy their interuptible lines
Darker dissmissed thoughts have crossed this silken sadened soul
Untill the tears blood and fears made this one no more

All alone come this hour
Hung low on many heads
silken souls die young and so
all alone the rotten souls
sleep soundly on their stolen thrones
and listen as the hours put thoughts into their heads.

Listen carefully run these words through your mind.
These words will never be spoken but every single one is mine..

Don't brush this off as
'It doesn't applly to you'
Pay attention
or you'll misss this truth...
I
like you more
Than
I will
ever
********.
NO!
YEAH!
I LOVe you more than anyone I've met.
and I know I'll
never admit it.

Don't ask me tommorow
if these words are about you
I'll fight every word of it
scream that it's not true.

So read these words
keep them in your mind.
Know that I will
do the same in time

Rember this
Hold it true
I could never
speak these words to you

I
like you more
Than
I'll
ever ********

I love you so
I'll protect
you from
EverysinIcouldcommit

I'll never speak these word
please don't push them off
as
'they don't apply to you'
I'm fairly sure
There is someone
who knows this truth.

WE
love you more
than
We'll ever
********!

We
know that you
deserve better.
So thoough these words are true.
don't belive we'll ever admit this to you.

Bleed out your sadness
It's shouldn't be here anymore.
It it's your own fault for you shyness.
Hold you, grit your teeth and laugh a while.
DON"T LET THEM KNOW!

1 is the loneliest number you'll ever do.
But no matter how many 1 there are
I will never be 2.
2 be 2 you have to be a 1
If your half you
can never be
2.
Nooo.


It's your own fault
For bein' to nice
TOO Kind
TOO shy to speak you mind.

and be ignored again?

Why not it's better that way.
EVEN THOUGH YOU WILL NEVER BE 2.
Speak your words that weigh upuon you
as broad sword upon your breast.
Speak now the words you are killing
to save the whole and rest.
Let your prayer fall on the deaf ears
of people who just don't care.
Yes pray
Learn love's a game of luck
and not a singel person gives
********]

Good persons, leand your ears,
for this unspoken lullaby,
I pray, in the coming years
you'll be blessed to find
a person who'll digg
time after time
Till they reach the blood of the soul of the matter
that sit and screams you'll never be 2.
That they'll kill that thing which is wreched
and you and they will be a pleasent little
2.
1wonno1so1neverbecamea2.
I know know that 1 was worried it could not make a happy you. So I laid back and died so you might be happy
now we know that I'll never be.. 2.
Two.
Too woe.
WOE.

This is not a love story.
Yet it is.
This is not humorus.
Though you might laugh.
Drama exist, yet isn't.
Tragic it is.
Sad it isn't.
It just is.
Nothing else.
Nor less.
It is everything I know.
And not a silngle thing matters.
Of my knowlage, ever changeing.
So it is..
As well as isn't.
It's reality and fiction.
Imagination aand limmitation.
It is..
And it isn't.
It is all I have.

It's not a day worth being awake...
.But sleep;To sleep is to-if only
..................... for a moment-
.............. Dide inside
......... I want to
.... stay awake
I think I
would miss all of you. I can't bare
the thought of mealy dreaming.
............................................................................But today is
................................................................................... not a
................................................................................. day
.............................................................................worth staying....
.................................................................................................AW
...................................................................................................KE

To read or not to read.
THAT is the question.
Tis it better to suffer the slings and aroggance of knolawge?
Or to dream eternal of the things unseen?
As an empty wallet lays before me.
To read. Or not to read?
That is the finnal question.

If you love me now
you'd hate me then.
If you hate me now
fear me then.
Become weak
become kind.
Forget the taste of blood
The sounds of screams.
If I cry now
I'd laugh then
fI bleed now
I'd die then
Learned to laugh
learned to be hurt
I was happier then
Missrible now.
Fair trade you think?
Humanity for happieness?

Frozen fortress in a shell of something that once was alive.
Maiden, don't make a breath a sound. The beast is looking for you.
Don't.
Don't you breath a word.
Don't let your heart beat. Don't you cry.
The beast is hungry, he is looking to take you apart.
Inside a shell that was broken, nothing lives but our antgonist the beastly brute of humanity. And his prey the beautiful figment of what we're supposed to be.
Now we see the two in a battle of wits. Who can hide; who can hunt. Place your bets for who will win!
Right now the gate is closed. Hold your hands we are about to begin.
Beauty play no rule, in this baren place. Let us see if the maid will figure how.
How is one such quality of beauty mute in in a world based on perception?
The beast now has the sent of our lovely heroien. With dark thoughts, and agression, he will track our lady down to destroy all she is.
We now pause our play, for the harrasment of your mind. Think of the beast and how many you will find.
Does the madien belong? I think you'll find that often we kill the things that we love. Maidens die while not a one of us would shead a single tear for the most beautiful. We care not what happens-more so-to the ill concived features of men* who would be maidens still.
The beast you will find all ways seems to win.
Perhaps that is a good thing in the end?

*Men is ment to be an abreviation of mankind

((Sorry it's not very good.))

............................ Laugh will you? ................................
........................ Just once........Cry................................
................. Let it be...............we can................................
..........a good laugh. ...........living soul..............................
.........I'd like to hear .......will not tell not a........................
........that rich sound. ....I'll weep too if you.......................
......Just once please ......You know me well......................
......Laugh with me............not tell anyone.........................
.......let us have ...............Go ahead I'll............................
........ A good................. Just a bit...................................
..........laugh. ...to cry some times..............................
..............You know its okay