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not quite perfection.

but seconds from devistaion and destruction.

circles became squares....

i'm mr myserious.....

your pure nightmares that won't end.

everything begins with a dream, and yours was only begining.

lifes not a fairy tale,but a journey she says

hah realize this.

days passed

mr myserious.....

deeper and deeper,she's caught in a depressing spiral.

watching others experiance simialr pains.

i laughed till i bled.

it didnt seem right, but it was

and i wanted it.

.....who am i? mr mysterious

shes faded away....

i knew from that moment.

as she said to me

"my journey had only yet begun."

as your tears became vivid.

it;s my turn. i never wanted the pain like you

you craved the pain like me

you you feel the pain. ervyday

you wander through this journey's hell

im laughing, im waiting, watching

the whole time.

hah.....as she replys

"yo not so mysterious anymore."

.....torn and ripped, look who you are.

i don;t get it. she wont look at me the same.

once ,shy, nice outgoing, somehow....

now evil, scard

and bruataly torn.

looked at me, with those bright green eyes

"my cuts will fade, become only scars with memories, these tears will dry and you'll realize. im notwho you think i am, your right, im evil, your right im torn, but im fucking reborn, watch me suffer, look at me stare. i dont really fucking care. lifes dosent have to be a journey,

the hero's die in my fairyta----."