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The Scarlet Soliloquy
To Whom It May Concern: Nigma There must be more to this existence than be born and wither I’m a horrid sinner. Nothing a sorry fixes. It was just like the warning lists it I’ve seen the horns of dormant figures, enormous conformist insects They form ‘n live comin forth with more hisses than a swarm of lizards Their force was mystic. Its war. Sadistic. They bore my limbs, with a jerk, they towed me .... bestow.. me.. with.. control... please. I’ve been dragged... so... low. The current pulls me. My current temperature, exposed, could burn the ocean I’ve got the urge to fold and to purge emotions I’d endure the moment if I’d heard an omen, someone surely knows this Just don’t hold your current vocals turning thoughts to words unspoken When its your turn to go and the curtain closes youll explode in perfect focus Truth is, this Earth is growing like vines, rising in height… Sigh... But a few have oppose us, place a price where our rights lie Illumined and know the ones who tryin to strike out our minds eye Polluting the food, we’re losing the likes of our pineal’s hindsight I’m refusing to go or to come, decide to roll with the wise dice Our mutual goal was one, most righteous pull of my lifetime But then again... Niccolo The beautiful golden sun brightly glows from the skyline A gentle breeze, a light atmosphere makes everything feel fine With such perfection, security, my worries soon fade away I feel invincible, my world is now colorful, no longer dull grey The heavy load I once held has finally been lifted I can now see what I missed as my gaze is shifted I breathe in, then let it go with all my heart Maybe this will give me a brand new way to start I'm free, free, free... that is the song that my soul sings Now that I've left that place the scars and cuts don't sting For I'm letting go of my past, and taking on a new view I really do believe that if I start now. I can start anew. So I wave goodbye with no regrets The broken past I plan to simply forget And although it may still rest inside my mind I will keep it hidden deep down where no one will find And eventually that dark past will have seemed to never existed Disappearing into my subconscious, I'll become again untwisted Like I was when I was a child, I shall become happy and carefree Because now without worry, without a doubt, I can be me. Sincerely Yours My suicide letter to me.... ![]()
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