where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
“If they took the truest moment it requires to actually see something, they would see through their false facade, and see the true beauty that lies beneath.” He says with a smile upon his lips. She grits her teeth and allows his venom to spill from her mouth. “Show me!”
His father sits up quickly, like a snake ready to strike, surprising Darrius who stumbles backwards. His father smiles a bloody twisted smile and drags himself to his feet. “We are more alike than you ever wanted to know child, more than the woman who bore you in her womb!"
You start with perfection, then you play your games, perfection wasn’t perfect, perfection wasn’t the perfect you wanted it to be, a lie, a deception, a rewiring, a facade, you twist and pervert me, now I see someone I don’t know, I see a reflection of a fool, I see a reflection of a fool …
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Find the feather of a distant voice, the call of a weapon, the crest of a ghost, fear personified, stories are told, the coming of a messiah, the falling of a soul, scream as you call my name, closed eyes as you search for me, I’m not hiding, I’m not scared, I’m standing on the …
Blanket slavery, rewind and forget, mankind the pet of another more powerful fool, toys left to rot, figments of our own imaginations, pale eyes staring into a nothingness beyond, a tear drop falls in a sea of blood, but the tear means nothing but a misbegotten hope, lost in the endless beams of a forever …
Corpse decaying in the sun that always shines, marked across the face of man, a sin regrettable than that which I saw, my eyes faded with a blue that meant nothing to you, a knife fashioned from the bones of a dead world, a tomorrow without you, the dead eyes of the world, a pain …
“Pretty flower,” a voice hisses from the shadows. “You don’t really know the true answer, you only allow yourself to desperately believe it is. But like all the answers you have discovered upon this wheel of oblivion, it only houses the truth, for the real truth lies at my feet.”
“Watching us, waiting, deciding if we are worthy of the next phase, or if they should kill us both and be done with it.” “K-K-Kill us both? Why? What reason could they possible have to kill either of us?” He smiles nervously, as he thrusts a hand in his jacket.
“You will be the all and the everything. You will be the face, the voice and the name of who we are Maximilian. You will have power beyond that of which you begged so freely for, and all you need do is be wunderbar!” she giggles, as she pulls away...
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