Act III - Complications
Man of Undependability: "She is mine."
Man of God: "Stop."
Woman of Proverb: "You..."
Wander down the beaten path...
that I have never walked...
Some just behind me...
Some already dead...
Don't let me fall...
Stand beside me...
In my fantasy...
In my reality...
I dream...peace...
But we are already dead...
doomed...
to die...
because of me...
God will speak.
Only when the listener is silent.
And the people are absent.
No, not people.
Because they care little.
But the man...
posted by Mr. Kyle @ 7:40 PM
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2 Comments:
Now you may worry. We need to talk... however unfortunate the conversation may be...
I will write however confusing I want Arch-Fiend! If my play wants to be confusing it shall be...
did you ever consider you are the confused one?
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