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The Music of Time
Breathe. Don't forget to breathe. Here we go.
Phase I: Darkness
Am I demented if the only noise I hear is the sound of moving shadows?
I cannot stand the encumbrance of a broken smile, or shattered hearts
They're only little crystalline fragments, going pitter-patter on the ground
Forgotten like the legacy of you and I
You try to seize the inhumane and make some sense out of it
But all you do is fondle and grope
I do hear shadows, there is no doubting it
I feel them, they kiss me on the lips and poison me
And the venom does not leave
It is a stain and I want it to go away
Fate has adorned these silhouettes in dresses of white and silver
The walls are noir, black, black, black
Your faces are indecipherable. Strangers in a cleared mist
Take charge and show yourself!
Expose the face of pride, self-esteem, vanity
My time is running out and the edifices begin their march to crush me
It is dark, and all I see is a fading light within you
But that face...
Still indiscernable. And beautiful
And we come to face the rest of an untrue eternity
The promise of gold and myrrh. And there it is again
The sound. The intrusive sound of shadows
And perfection
Phase II: Perfection
Something is a little strange.
There, over yonder...what is it?
It looks like a speck of dust
Dear God, it is moving closer
Why, when it is further away, I stand upright
Stoic and flawless
Yes
I am incorruptible
Surrounded by teal and purple royalty
There it is again
Will someone please remove that speck of dust
You would not understand what would happen
If it touched me
Because you see I am impervious to the trash of artistry
The stroke of a sculptor's tool and the chiseled canvas of oratory
I am immune to philosophy, unloyal to religion
I am...My legs are beginning to tremble. It is that speck of dust
It is coming closer. You must eradicate it. Move with haste
This sensation is unreal. My legs have never trembled. I am untouchable
Yet my legs shake and my eyes flitter
It is playing the siren's song but I am the tempest
The eternal storm of unsullied sentiment
What--what was that?
I am--I am bleeding! I am bleeding!
The dust has touched me. Why didn't you listen? You did not stop it?
The colors are fading. No more ivory and emerald. No more.
It is too late for redemption. You have already marred me. I am disfigured and lame
Why was I persecuted? I was simply trying to be----
Phase III: The Grim Smile
You're so pretty. Stop, I give up.
I'm not explaining myself to you. Why do you smile like that?
Yeah...like that. It's on a Dutch angle. Something's just not right.
I'm done arguing, though. If that makes you feel better. But you're scaring me.
Stop looking like that. Cry or get upset. But please don't smile like that.
It's ghastly.
And you know what else? You keep speaking in riddles.
I'm not good at those. Just let me know the truth.
Oh...does that make you smile?
The truth.
Well, I could stop telling it if you'd like me to.
I'll do it.
Anything to see it go away.
Time is the only enemy of my lies. But you seem to like them so much!
You're so cute when you don't smile. It's going away. Just like that.
You have the most delightful frown.
Here, how about this: I'll stand by you and we'll look into the camera. And on the count of three...
We'll frown
Ready? One, two, three......
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