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"Wile I walk through the rain the drops soaking me to my soul,
I stand there watching the world go by with out me as time stands
still and the rain flows from the sky, I sit there and cry because I
am the only one destined to be and no one else can ever hope to
experance what I feel, as another line of blood appears on my heart
next to all the rest as once again they force me to play this part in an
act I never wanted to play in the first place, line after line the scars
keep appearing on my heart as I play this role I am destined to
play, me and no one else will ever know the true me as they only see
the shadow I have become, when I'm alone I'll cry tears of blood
and then go out and smile for the audience that awaits, as they can't
ever hope to see what I'm going through even if they tried, the mask
is too good, too perfect, they find no fault in it at all so they never
ask...I wish the mask wasn't perfect so that they could find fault
so they might see some of these battle scars but even then they would
run away in fright, as I'm the outcast of the audience, I am the
joker, the clown, the fool, they dont expect me to show what I feel
and when I do they run in fright as they fear what they don't
understand... and I stand here in the rain of tears, the tears of
blood, walking through the streets watching the world go by as time
for me has come to a stand still as I wait for the next show..."
-Zero
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