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Upon the wall I place my back, preparing for the up rushing battle preparing for 
attack. Stepping forward, dressed hiding in black. You don't respect me, I have
no trust in your society. Inhale and exit breath. I am  shadowrunner, the one and 
only hand of death. Keeping one thing in mind, I believe some shall bleed. I push 
forward and trusting in my own personal creed. For I have questions, I seek, I've 
found no answers in which I plead...

Forgive me for what I must do. It seems I have lost my faith,  and my love in you.
My heart quickly beating, a memory fleeting. My eyes I try to hide, rushing past the 
insane thoughts of my own suicide. I sleep alone waiting for the ring of the 
telephone. Where is my promise, of my forgiveness? My tears falling splashing
to the floor, I keep screaming.  " Why am I here, and just what am I living for"...?

I plead and ask forgiveness each and every night, memories I see flashing 
across my sight. This pain implanted, relief I have never been granted. It seems 
my life unchangeable now. So many heavy thoughts upon a weary brow. What is 
this life worth now? I have lived a lonely live, I feel better off dead, It seems these 
thoughts I can't  seem to rid from my head. Is there some other way?  To relieve 
the pain of my yesterday...?

My life I have traveled, I have taken the long way around. Through my pain and 
misery, I continue to drown. I must move onward till they place this empty shell 
six feet into the ground. Until then, here I shall stay, never pressured, always and 
willing to play.

                                                                                                                   For those
                                                                                                                   who dream

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