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A goodbye note was found beside the bed,
It said, 'You're too late, I'm already dead.
I wanted someone to stand by my side,
Someone in which I could truly confide.
Someone who loved me, someone who cared,
Just someone to hold me when I was scared.
No one was there for me, no one at all.
I even left a little picture for you on the wall.
You'll find it in the bathroom, behind the door,
Which may be hard to open with me sprawled on the floor.
The picture tells a story, a story about me,
I always loved you, as you'll soon see.
I drew it with my blood after I cut real deep,
I used all my strength to complete this feat.
I couldn't live my life like this forever.
I couldn't live knowing we'd never be together.'
Walking in the bathroom, turning on the light,
You feel nauseated at the gruesome sight.
The bathroom floor was covered in my blood.
Like it had just gushed out in a flood.
Behind the door was the picture as the note had said,
Just below the picture was my body, cold and dead.
Stepping closer to the picture on the wall,
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Her skin tinged with black and blue, Amethyst Rayne awakens, finding herself lying beside a large granite stone. Looking over her shoulder, she sees the moon sparkling on the deep black waters of Ancient Lake. Grabbing onto the stone, as she tries to rise, she hears a message drifting on the wind, as if spirits are warning her.
The stone. It talked?!?
“Oh chill Am, stones don’t talk,” she thought to herself.
“Hello? Is someone there? Hello?” She anxiously asks, half afraid of receiving an answer, half anticipating one.
“Young lady, please tell me, from where do you travel?,” a mysterious voice says from the shadows of the forest.
“Who said that?!?” Amethyst screeched as she scanned the surrounding forest.
Out of the shadows stepped a mountain of a man. A spark in the dark, then the warm glow of a lantern highlighted the stark features of the most handsome man Amethyst had ever lain eyes on. As he walked closer, kneeling by her side, his cloak slid aside to reveal all white clothes tightly fitted to his physique.
“My lady, I’m Damien Kiel,” he quickly mutters before running his hands along her body, checking for injuries.
His hands smoothed over Amethyst’s blue robe, his palms curving in sync with her body. Heat flushed into Am’s cheeks as he continued his quest for injuries.
“How long have you been out here like this?” Weary (...)
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Picking up the pieces of the broken mirror, I see,
How much life had never meant anything to me,
I never thought I was the pretty one or smart,
But I realize that I've been given a whole new start.
A new chance to make things better than before,
A chance to spend time with all the loved ones I adore.
A new change of lifestyle and a change of heart
A release of all those emotions that were tearing me apart.
The old life I knew, I threw away with the glass.
I got a new life, a new mirror, and I'm forgetting the past.
