The cruel memory replays, their cries-
Stop. Don’t let the pain reign- instead, go scroll.
Everyone tries to mend this broken soul,
But why? I am content with my white lies!
Leave me, friends… I don’t want to hear your sighs.
Without you, I will still achieve my goal.
Without you, my friends, and those who death stole.
One day, when ready, I’ll rise to the skies,
Heart soaring, carried by a tainted tune.
My goal? Why- Balance, serenity, peace!
Free of my everlasting guilt, I’ll build,
I’ll turn the tainted tune into a croon…
But for now, I wish for the noise to cease.
For the window is closed, yet I am chilled.
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