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Dear John, Do you still remember me? Am I a past memory hidden away, lost forever? Or am I clear and proudly being thought of by you? What did you think? What did you think that time I told you I loved you? Were you repulsed and disgusted that someone like me could love someone like you? Was I a mere obsticle leading you to glory? Or was I someone important? Someone you miss. Someone you still count out eight characters for. Why I let my feelings for you grow, I will never understand or know. I only end up hurting them or being hurt. Always Alone. Was I someone you LOVED?

Tables turned. Fingers burned. Important things are learned. Lies bought. Friends shot. This is all my fault. Trolls maimed. Hearts tamed. I'm the one to blame. Many dead. Tears shed. Shame has gotten to my head. Painted walls. Broken falls. Unheard crying calls. Death out of spite. Unseen light. Kneel before the ruthless knight. Dreams that aren't meant to be. Hell isn't hard to see. Feelings hid under lock and key. Free will comes with a fee.

These oaths were meant to be broken. This blood means nothing to me. Come and try to find the one token It's been hidden under lock and key. I bestow you with this grand knife. Go dig it into your allie's trusting back It will save you from your unbecoming strife. But for now, my forgiveness you lack. 'Tis has began to be a little humerous. Your fighting numbers are too small. Mine are quite numerous. Now do you understand that I am the Queen of All?

Does it make you feel high When you push people low? Do you look them in the eyes As you kick them to and fro? You said you would love me, Which you didn't. You said that you could see My pain that's hidden. You said that you cared for me You made me believe it. Now, I found out it was a lie. It's time for me to say goodbye. I'm so sick of you Always using me like trash Just because you don't like what I do. You use your words like a whip-lash. You know, I could just walk away. I dont have to stoop so low. I'm gone forever, I won't see you another day.

The anger, the anger, the anger. Is all going to explode inside me, Shattering me to little peices. But, I will make sure no one will see. The pain, the pain, the pain. Will overwhelm and drown me. At least no one shall see. 'Cause I will hide it, peacefully. The shame, the shame, the shame. Will haunt me. And make me see deadly, malicious things. It has reaped my soul and stole my thoughtful wings. The hate, the hate, the hate. Grows inside me. Wants everyone to see the malevolent being I've become. That animal inside me. That animal inside me. Rages and wants to break the chains. That animal inside me. Wants to be free a

Love is a familar, Love is a devil. There is no evil angel but Love. -William Shakespeare Dead Roses flying in the open wind. I don't think anyone can forgive my ugly sin. I, a ghost, watch my family cry. But, I have already breathed my last sigh, Before I said goodbye. The note i wrote Before I was gone forever, Held all my friendships that I severed. Held all my bitter, hateful memories. But still, Death has no remedies. Dead Roses are braided in my hair and laid upon my coffin. Are you happy now Evil Angel? I knew you would always win. Just take my body and my casket, I am sick of looking at my ugly sin. I remeber the knife

Have you Fallen? Fallen from grace? Fallen so hard that now, you are at the base Of life? Did the fall hurt so bad that you pick up the knife And slice? Did you draw a patteren of blood upon you arm? Did you do yourself harm? Have you Fallen? Fallen from dignity? Do you feel so empty? So empty inside? What if you had died? When you tried to take your life At the hand of your knife? Your life could have been changed at the role of the dice.

I want everything back. Evething back but you. You, I can forget. That, I will not regret. Forgotten Memories. There will not be any remedies for the pain it will bring me If I rememeber. I don't want to see. I run. Run as fast as I can. From the forgotten memories. Run through the fallen, dead leaves. I don't want to remember What happened in Semptember. Run through the rain. Try to run from the pain Run from the shame. Still running from the forgotten memories. I don't want to remember.

"Ib!" The pretty girl whipped around, luscious chocolate brown hair flying around her head, crimson red eyes shining. Who called my name? I just moved here. How would anyone kn- She stopped dead. Ib dropped her mouth to the floor, along with her grocery items, at the sight of her purpel haired, tall friend she hasn't seen in years. "Garry!" Ib ran towards him and tackled him with a hug. "Is it really you? I'm not dead, am I?" Garry laughed his familiar laugh, and smiled his gentl smile. "Yes, it's me, silly." He hugged her back. "You've grown. How long has it been? Five years?" Ib laughed. "Nine years, actually." He looked down at Ib