If anything were to happen to them.
I'd die.
Because they are my amazement in interest,
Instead of the world.
If the world died, I'd care.
But I'd already be dead now wouldn't I?

If anything were to happen to the treasures of my ancestry.
I'd cry.
Because I have an amazement of some interest.
But if something were to happen to them.
I'd die.
Because they strike my amazement in interest.

Everything is not perfect.
But titles are alined.
In a way unimaginable.
Nothing is perfect in a world that fights.
We scream in  a cave and it echoes.
All titles are alined.
In an unimaginable way.
But it's possible.

Everything is possible but only in unimaginable measures.
Everything is here and we just don't know it yet.
Will we ever solve such a mystery?
A mystery in unimaginable ways?
We shall wait and see.

He said he loved me.
Then how come he hurt me?
If he comes near me again will I break down into tears?
He made my feelings.
I didn't make my own.

This feeling is nothing but pain.
It's stronger.
It's eating me from the inside and maybe the out.
I never knew, but I knew I was utterly in love with him.
And now I just can't even think about love, because he did nothing but
Burn me.

And now someone else is chasing after me.
He said he loved me.

What will I do with this young feeling of bright stars twinkling?

I think I might die from such agony that cuts me to my core.

If I die. I leave my heart to him. All over again.

His big blue eyes.
Teary and sad.
His fluff of brown hair.
Upon that tiny head.
But his life has been given.

What a pretty face.

He squirms, squeals, sniffles, and screams.
Let's let God let him be.
For this new born child has such a pretty face.

If you could have anything would it be everything?
No.
If you had everything would you get rid of anything?
Yes.
If you knew anything would you want to learn everything?
Yes.
If you knew everything would you want to forget anything?
Yes.

He's uncontrollable.
I can't handle is yelling and screaming.
His breathing is uneven as he hits her cheek.
He turns around and slaps me too.
What did we do?
My fright is uncontrollable also.
But it's all here for a reason.
Can anyone stop his burning wrath of anger,
Before he ruins and discriminates the whole universe?
What will happen when his life stops?

Wishing he'd stop what he's doing I yelp and flee.
I run and run.
My adrenaline to get away is burning like hell.
If anyone stops him.
It'll be me.
He's killed her.
She's bleeding out covering the floor in bright red liquid.
His never ending adrenaline is stronger than mine.
But mine is a living,burning, churning, waiting for the ****,hell.
I shall stop his burning wrath of anger.
With my fiery like hell adrenaline.
Only I can stop him.
Only I can destroy his burning wrath of anger,
That caused her and I to live in hell.
His hell.

There is the burning wrath of flames and smoke,
that blows around me.
I scream.
His burning wrath of anger,
Is here once again.
For the very.
last bit of living hell shall never live again.
And tears run down her cheek.

Nothing has happened.
Nobody knew the crime he did.
It wasn't for public to see.

Nothing knew.
Nobody happened to see.
The crime he made in public.