FallingFALLINGFallingFalling into deep despairCareNobody seems to careDespair and DeathSlowly engulfing all of our livesAll part of this "so called Circle of Life"More like spiraling into deathInto SorrowInto HeartacheInto complete darknessNothingnessAll leading to the final endThe ClimaxThe FinaleFalling further and furtherBeyond our controlJust FallingOut of our reachJust Falling
Tears of GlassTears of glass ShatterColliding with my hardened soulA scream goes unheardIn the paradeA March of DeathSetting to all despairsThey plague my very existenceEating away at itDeteriorating itRipping throughMy sanityTrickles into nothingnessDisappearing with the remnants of my soulDisappearing ForeverNever to returnTo these tears so hardened and cold
New Project A Episode 1New Project AEpisode One Script----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------(It is nighttime and it is pouring rain, showering what seems to be a dead city. A girl sits quietly in an alley with her face held down, in a state of silent depression. She slowly raises her head, her face shadowed by her neck length red tinted orange hair. As she raises her head we are able to see that her eyes are closed. She slowly opens her eyes to reveal that they are a brilliant emerald color. She stops at about half way and stares str
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