And thus I throw myself outward towards the black streets
Let wind be the last to touch my skin
I'll hide in the night's black cape, unseen by those below
Yes it would all be perfect but I can't seem to make myself move foreward
What locks me in place?
What keeps my feet here on the edge of death?
I mustn't stay here, they will surely find me!
Those I onced loved will come in search of me!
Swear not by the sun but tempt me not by the moon!
This is a fool's game, I can never win!
Out, Out brief Candle!
I do beseech thee!
"Life's but a walking shadow,
a poor player that struts and frets his hour apon the stage!
And then is heard to more..."
A tale told by one such as I with sound and fury...
So what still keeps me here?
This world is filled with nothing but sin!
I can no longer bare such mandness!
"I
(don't ask...i really can't explain this one.... -.-" wink
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