In a world of pesimism
I am the messenger of optimism
I'll break his clouded vision
This is my only mission
To show him that there still is good in existence
I'll fight his in-mind resistance
I must bring love back to his heart
Before his subconcious falls completely apart
There once was only one
To see that this mission is done
Now I am added to this mix
Of voices, actions, and tricks
To help part six with his goal
To see that Steven doesn't turn cold
I leave you all with this solemn promise
I will pick up the peices, my name is Thomas
May 23, 2016
May 23, 2016 at 6:27 PM UTC
In a world of pesimism
I am the messenger of optimism
I'll break his clouded vision
This is my only mission
To show him that there still is good in existence
I'll fight his in-mind resistance
I must bring love back to his heart
Before his subconcious falls completely apart
There once was only one
To see that this mission is done
Now I am added to this mix
Of voices, actions, and tricks
To help part six with his goal
To see that Steven doesn't turn cold
I leave you all with this solemn promise
I will pick up the peices, my name is Thomas
(c) Steven Forrester- From Diary of an Ominous Mind
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