Sweet isolation, I welcome you to my realm of friendlessness and agony. You are a newbie, do not mind the words of perplexing anguish and the bone chilling thoughts. They just need a kiss of magic and love. One day, you will be one of them making me your ground, I still ask why me? My mere aura is so inviting to misery, like the blood of a new born to a vampire with drops of that blood dripping from its teeth dying to reach its tongue. The thought intensifying moment when death is dying to reach something. Ah, alas there are various colors on my face and I can hide underneath any color but they will still recognize it. But when will my mind welcome logic and show compassion the way? This is your residence but not your home, this will do you no good. Goodbye Sweet compassion, you are a traitor. You ignited the fire and now you won't put an end to it. This is the edge of the cliff for you.
I sent it home, I hope it finds its way.
Well, hello there. Who may you be? You are dressed in fire, and comforted with vendetta. You are an abomination, yes I see it in that faceless skull. You are the cause of blood dripping on the ground, the reason of desolation's existance. Get away from me, I don't want another wispy cloud of conscience revolving hijacking my heart. Alas, you are revenge.
This place needs a make over, it is a screw up yard.
Wait a minute, who are you? I have never seen you before. You are so.. Pure and your eyes are drenched in admirable twilight. Come here, I will never let you go. This is what I tell that heaven sent face of gentle sensation. Tell me your name? All will be forgiven, my dear.
I am love, and I lost my home but I must leave now or you must leave. We cannot survive together, it explains.
I will leave now for my name is Conscience.
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