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a little something inspired from the myth of Narcissist and Echo |
*behind the bushes, the cursed echo* You shout, you cry, your voice's not heard, I see you speak, yet your voice deprives, you shout, shout again until it hurts. PAUSE. *rain pouring* When it pours, when the light falls off, the dark takes control over the world , you then look at me. then crave for my voice. my love. You no longer can see the face you love so in that small pond of yours the pond that's now your entire world. your tears and the stale, still water becomes one. oh, they mix so well. is it just you? have you really captivated yourself? with that immense beauty of yours? you've locked yourself behind the silly walls of ignorance. I see no one else, just the pathetic self of yours. I give you all my love, you try and find yourself in me, yet again. But it's me, I can't turn to someone else? we compromise on this and that you continue the search I quinch my thirst of your touch and your eyes But as the dawn strikes the sky I am forgotten, I am left alone You're oblivious you ruined me narcass, you know that? *splash*// *narcass dives into the pond* you abandoned me ! Narcass! *echo cries* But I am your shadow, dear, you know that Though you never really acknowledged it You should have known I'd follow you to anywhere, wherever you were so pathetic I pitied you so bad SO so bad but I loved you more I dive in too *splash* |