Chapter One

The cresando was long and over done

The final only served its purpose

I hoped for something tragic yet beautiful

Washing oil off a doves wing

Yet here I am alone

Rebirthed already covered in visera

Here I go

Chapter One

What will my first lines be?

Will I say what everyone says,  I will be okay

But I just don't know

All I know is it will be different

The End

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