Post by Slug on Feb 1, 2010 16:23:25 GMT -5
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The Magic Number
When I die, I will be forgotten like the bad memory that I am, happily pushed out of the minds of all who knew me. There would be celebration. A party of smiles that would cheer "The beast is dead, the beast is dead!" and drink away the night. Next they would sleep through the following day, at ease and no longer waiting for the daily, frightened warning of a watchman "The beast is coming, the beast is coming!". On the third day, they would dance on my grave, mocking and challenging my spirit, and then laugh at themselves for being so foolish, while teasing each other "You believe the beast to be still alive?".
I would answer.
When I die, I will be forgotten like the bad memory that I am, happily pushed out of the minds of all who knew me. There would be celebration. A party of smiles that would cheer "The beast is dead, the beast is dead!" and drink away the night. Next they would sleep through the following day, at ease and no longer waiting for the daily, frightened warning of a watchman "The beast is coming, the beast is coming!". On the third day, they would dance on my grave, mocking and challenging my spirit, and then laugh at themselves for being so foolish, while teasing each other "You believe the beast to be still alive?".
I would answer.
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The Eyes
I couldn't stop myself, I was so angry... but they hurt you. They shouldn't have, but they did; I made sure they wouldn't hurt you again, though. You saw it. You watched me do it. Don't lie! What do you mean I'm not any better?! Shut up! Shut UP! You wanted me to do it, I saw it in your eyes-- ...that look is in your eyes again. I don't understand. What? No! I wont! Stop it! STOP!
I... won't be angry.... a-at... you--
I couldn't stop myself, I was so angry... but they hurt you. They shouldn't have, but they did; I made sure they wouldn't hurt you again, though. You saw it. You watched me do it. Don't lie! What do you mean I'm not any better?! Shut up! Shut UP! You wanted me to do it, I saw it in your eyes-- ...that look is in your eyes again. I don't understand. What? No! I wont! Stop it! STOP!
I... won't be angry.... a-at... you--
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The Nobody Is Free
There are no tears, no whispered goodbyes or prayers. There is no acknowledgment, or grief. There is no mourning for the loss of she who was never seen. There is only the silence of a stolen life, and that, too, is slowly slipping through inbetween their fingers. Soon, it will be back to normal, and this empty night will be forgotten, because no one cares about the death of a nobody.
I am now free.
There are no tears, no whispered goodbyes or prayers. There is no acknowledgment, or grief. There is no mourning for the loss of she who was never seen. There is only the silence of a stolen life, and that, too, is slowly slipping through inbetween their fingers. Soon, it will be back to normal, and this empty night will be forgotten, because no one cares about the death of a nobody.
I am now free.
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The Contagious
It was so dead. So grey. But with one smile, a heart starts beating. With one smile, everything returns in a rush. It's alive. It's colorful... but there is only one smile. So there is laughter. It laughs, and laughs, and laughs. I make a fool of myself, yes...
But at least now everyone else is smiling.
It was so dead. So grey. But with one smile, a heart starts beating. With one smile, everything returns in a rush. It's alive. It's colorful... but there is only one smile. So there is laughter. It laughs, and laughs, and laughs. I make a fool of myself, yes...
But at least now everyone else is smiling.