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To the ones that I've fallen in love with,

  First I would love to apologize from the furtherest depth within this bottomless abyss that is my soul about whenever I lost control of my rage. I just couldn't prevent those actions committed by that monster when he broke through my ribs, so he could escape from behind the brittle bars of His cage. I apologize for those countless days when my mind would just slip away, and the Angel that was standing in my place; yeah, he had fallen from his good grace, because his sweet whispers happened to be laced with a venom, that even up to this current date, there are still remnants of the appalling aftertaste . Maybe I deserve to be locked away behind a padded caged just like the rumors about me say; maybe I will get finally that much needed break from becoming the stress and giving power that fed the demon of hate; so now I'm tripping again over another heart I break. I know now that things will never be the same, but there is one thing that I wouldn't change, that would be the fact that no matter what came my way; I kept true to myself and remained to never to be tamed. I ensured that with you, I always have a place, or even be a thought that runs through your brain; even if that thought causes the both of us terrible pain. That me and you are somehow forever chained together, if only though, through our mistakes, and that I made it ascertained that I engraved, letter by torturous letter, every single one of my devils names since they are the reasons for my fame

From the shadows where they imprison all those that are considered a basket case, the almighty king of the foolishly greats,

Funny how all of my memories consist of how the Streets was the One that raised me. This must be why all of my people are afraid of what’s to become of me when I finally lose the rest of my Humanity.

So while looking into this broken mirror, I can see the Devil sitting on my shoulder so clear; and I understand all of His sweet whispers He constantly fills into my ear reveals the truth behind all of the pretty little fears.

For even though to Her, My Love was just another game, I got to take back control and level up my plays. I must stay focused on Me, Myself, and My **** lane if I want to stop digging around the bottom, like searching for pocket change.

And before you think of attempting to destroy all that I’ve sinned to gain, remember that it was because of my devilish twisted name that you were able to obtain everything that you try and force under your claim.

So I’m learning the right lessons, no classroom; no time for regrets, just got to be the best to prove that “Almost” only works best at hand grenades and horseshoes.

Have the World out here chasing a living shadow; appearing from thin air if they create another round of issues; so please don't test the reasons why Jester a **** fool. Have your whole crew out here piping their Navy Blues.

‘Cause even though I'm improvising from all the initial programs, please make an effort to thoroughly comprehend that out here, every day's a battle just for me to wake up or return to the being part of this land; no Heaven is waiting for me, my soul has been ******.

These events have taught me to watch out for those who you let hold your heart. Surrendered mine out to a phenomenal soul that only wanted to rip it apart. In the end, what is left of this beautiful disaster might only be the faded scars, because I forced myself to erase Her painful memories with the **** back, squeeze, “Bang!!!”, and whiplash accompanying the flash in the dark.

Because it wasn't the ones that put out the labels proclaiming that I was the actual enemy, but the ones that were insisting that once,  They were very near to me. At least, make an effort to try and remember me before I get relinquished from the sight within the rest of my memories.

Maybe we could've found a way so the voices could have stopped, but we gave up our Lives, before we ever reaching any sight of the Mountain tops. Stuck in Our dreams, every second watching the ****** clocks. Trapped in Our Mental cages, fighting with time against the **** locks.

The isolation holds me daily performing a little comedy set on this stage of how the Loner deals with the spirit when it quietly starts to break, so I hope this letter will finally get all my thoughts into jotted into one place so I can hopefull, reach out soon and, every evil deed I must have committed to deserve all of this emotional and mental pain

I would have analyzed over and over until the rest of my scared time were like whispers in the wind, flying by. So no I lay me down to sleep, but Lord can you not take me on this night, and have mercy on me, because she left me with no other options but to get my mind right.
Your smile brighten up my day.

My demon said you were only in the way.

You can somehow tame my rage.

He began feeling trapped behind my rib cage.

The chapters in my life, you filled every page.

He couldn't stand being left backstage.

As we grew wiser and stronger with age,

We didn't know that my heart went on a rampage,

And he slowly begin setting the stage.

We should have prayed over me with sage,

Or cast some spell like some Mage,

Because we weren't ready to disengage

When He began to display the hatred he contain.

We became hopelessly chained to his domain,

As He claimed you for the target of his blade.

Now I follow everything he says without debate,

And what remained of you I'm afraid
Is lost forever I'm sad to say.
Come midnight, the whispers crawl from the darkest depths of my head, sharing stories that hold wisdom, tragedy,  and even the secrets of the Dead. They guide me throughout life until all comes to an end. When the final word has been said, they weep for a great friend joins them as I lie down inside my dirt bed.....I awaken to teardrops forming in the corners of my eyes, questioning if there is actually a God up there in the sky. Convincing myself that it's alright to let myself silently cry, for I was the one who fool themselves into believing that I wouldn't eventually die. So I ask myself, "Didn't you already experience enough through this Life your currently partaking in? That the animal inside is constantly banging against the decomposing rib cage that forever imprisions it."; and there's Time who, just like the Devil, slowly creeps up on us dragging forcefully to our final deepest sleep; a place where we all must face that which we have reaped. So now I lay me God I hope these promises you really keep. So I vow to you on this night, my beautiful Moon, that I'll be coming to home to you soon. Even though I thought that I was completely immune, you somehow twisted my mind and twisted me into another ******* loon, under the wicked cover that you were falling for another temporary lover; and when you left me as nothing but food for the buzzer, that devilish smile would make the world shudder.
To the ones that I Love..........

I just want to run away from the punishment that has begun; sent from the high Heavens above. That the weight of this fallen kingdom has me succumbing to the will of my oldest of demons, but I do miss that burn when the smoke fills up my lungs. Don't worry, this time there won't be any ropes needing to be hung, knives that need to feast on blood, or any lead that needs to be swung. No, no, no for you see, I AM officially done. Most of it would have sprung from pettiness, but y'all couldn't even wait till I was completely gone before I became the topic to discussed by those that would always appear as the money used to come, y'all had me at a disgust with myself until it bashed me over the head with that which is of blunt. So I'm over with the lust that had such a possessive grip over us. If this is the animal that I am to become, I promise you, you won't enjoy the final outcome that this story seemed to have spun.

Sincerely the king of the fools,
I denigrated your tears when I brought you that devilish pain;
Just to corroborate my claims of being mentally insane;
But if you explore to the cryptic depts of my ominous brain,
You will understand that my actions were committed entirely in vain.
For behind this mask that I wear daily, I am forever crying.
This malignant antipathy has me in a state of continuous agony.
I officially gave up because I'm tired of denying
These emotions from soaking into every piece of my forbidden writings
That imprisons the villainous thoughts that I try to repel
From my memories, trapping me within this demented cell
Of my very own tormented personal Hel.......
Hah! Don't I hide it so well?
You ran away before I got a chance to say it to you.

You hid when I tried to show it to you.

You shouted when I tried to whisper it to you.

You let it fall when I tried to give it to you.

You left me in the dark when I tried to reach for your light.

You said that I lied when I tried to get you to hear the truth,

So I don't know what I should do

Because I still love you?

You became my only source of peace in this war;

Something Heavenly while I rot inside this Hell.

For like I said, I still love you;

But the question is, do you still love this man------this Fool?.........
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