voice 22: valor.

I have fire inside my iris, burning the vision ahead. I have danger inside my heart’s chamber, hugging the death ahead. I seek no end, that ends in mid. I seek no beginning, that begins in tears. This one time offer, is not a bed to rest. This one time offer, is a field to battle. […]

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voice 21: umbrage.

Don’t pierce your needle, on my skin. Don’t pierce your comments, on my life. I am allergic to the world, the world you live in. I sneeze and cough, at your existence. My temper is short-lived, like the butterfly in your garden. My tolerance dead, like the flowers on your grave. I’m not apologetic for […]

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voice 20: thankfulness.

Forever is a long time, to survive and love. With each tick tock, living becomes mundane. The colors lose its gradient, beauty, its uniqueness. But my friend, it’s only in your eyes. Try voicing me, through words or actions. You’ll watch the colors spring back, and find beauty in normalcy. You don’t lose much, by […]

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voice 19: smugness.

Is that my reflection? God forbid such perfection! Is that my life? God forbid such success! Look at me, with the world under my reign. I scale up and up and up, higher than your spirit. My heels pampered with victory, I see no one, but myself. Oh sweet lord, why am I so perfect? […]

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voice 18: ruthlessness.

Don’t help, watch them fall. Don’t cry, watch them die. I live in the cold side of your soul, feeding on emotions and terror. I live in the root of hatred, feeding on pain and scars. I have cut off the hand that helps, sympathy only leads to death. I have walked off the path […]

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