
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐: @discardedpasts here You Are, Wind In Your Hair The Sound Of Nothing Surrounding You, Sifting Through A Million Different Thoughts At Once Your Own Past, Your Own Future, Your Countless Deaths What To Choose What To Choose. as You Sift Through Your Numerous Memories Every Single One Of Them Each More Unique Every Fragmentation Every Crack Every Blemish Every Perfection. No Matter What You Look At Them You Can't Make Up Your Mind Can You? you Look Back Though, Oh You Understand Now You're The Memory. you Grabbed One Of Yourself Sifting Through Your Own Mind Reliving Your Past Events We Living Everything That Has Ever Happened To You A Good Pastime Normally. you Look Back To See That Pale Silhouette Before You, Looks Like She's Finally Caught Up With You Or You've Gotten Up With Her Which Way Around Was It? You Can Hardly Remember. You Are So Young When You First Gazed Into Your Own Future To See What Would Happen It's All A Blur. but That's Your Job, See Through Things That Aren't So Clear. you Approach The Younger Version Of Yourself, No Cracks No Breaks Not Even A Face She Doesn't Even Know Who She Is Does She? she Can Say What She Is She Can Argue That She Knows Her Purpose But She Doesn't Even Know Her Name She's Just A Box A Little Spirit In A Box With No Will Of Her Own. She'll Have To Find That Again, You Don't Envy Yourself Do You It's Been So Long Since You've Seen Her You Almost Cringe At The Mere Sight Of Her. so She Stays Quiet, She Doesn't Have A Comment On Your Apparel Or Your Face. She Can't Remember It Anyways. well, Stick To The Script Mrs. Maryam, Don't Keep Her Waiting. " Aren't You Looking A Little Too Far Ahead Dear? " no Response, As Expected. " I'm Sure You Want All That You See Details Of Who I Am, What I'm Doing, What You're Doing, I Assure You'll Figure It All Out In Time. " the Spirit Speaks Right On Cue. " What Am I " your Retort. " A Tool, You Fish Up What Needs To Be Forgotten. You Serve That Task As Long As It Takes. " a Head Tilt, Along With Hyperventilating...cute, She Still Thinks She Can Breathe. " Don't Act Surprised Dear, You Came Looking And Look Where That Got You? " " I Won't Punish You, Your Curiosity Is Still Forming Or At Least Coming Back To You. Though To Stay Out Of Our Memories In This Future, Spoilers May Be Damaging To Your Reconstruction." you Hate This Next Part. she Runs At You, Her Souloutte Incomplete Trying To Remember What Shape To Take Gripping Onto Your Porcelain Limbs Throwing Fists That Can't Even Harm You Out Of Instinct. "...why..." say The Line. " Because, My Dear... It Is Your Burden To Bare. You Must Suffer, You Must Break, You Must Die. It's The Only Way You Live Again. " and Here It Comes the Surroundings Shatter And Twist Breaking Into Shards She's In Control, You Open Your Eyes And See. everything. it's All There, It's Blinding. all Things Dead Or Alive all Worlds, All Memories a Glimpse Into Nothing And Everything and She's Gone. you Struggle To Retain Everything All At Once, You Can Gaze Into The Abyss But Never Retain It. she's Off To Be Sealed For Ages, And You Know Nothing Will Change That Fate. ... well, It Seems You're Crying that's Not In The Script ๐ผ๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐ #identity @scratchdoctor Enjoy The Show. โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ
