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Post by Insanity's Jewel on Nov 25, 2015 8:41:08 GMT -5
The room is covered in plants and papers with song lyrics. There is a piano in the closet, which Jonathan will play when him and Reinbo are working on a song. Reinbo's bed is covered multicolored silk blankets and sheets, while Jonathan's bed has pure black and red sheets and blankets.
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Post by Insanity's Jewel on Nov 25, 2015 12:19:26 GMT -5
"Okay, let's see ." A pale boy said as he looked around. "Beds are made, clothes are organized . Jonathan, did you organize the dressers and water the plants ?" "Yes, I did. I also made sure the plants in vitro are growing well ." Jonathan said. "Reinbo, I think we're finally done cleaning ." The two sat down on a bed, relaxing. "Well, want to go get something to eat ?" "Jonathan, it's not time for lunch ." Reinbo said. Jonathan nodded. "True. Well, we can work on a song ." When he looked beside him, Reinbo had been up and looking at the plants. "That could work ." Jonathan swung open the closet to reveal a piano. He sat down. "1...2...1, 2, 3 !" Jonathan started playing . You thought I would have peace, and that I would be serene. Now all that will cease, and now I will be seen. You gave me love, and you wanted peace in return. But now this world will start to ignite and burn. The voices in my head, their telling me to be at peace. I lie awake in bed, their screams echoing in my sleep. You wanted, you wanted You wanted peace in return ! But now I stand by here, watching you burn ! I’m stuck drowning down here, and yet I feel as though I can breathe. I see you struggle for air, but I just sink beneath. I find myself dying, but I feel so alive. I will hide away, but I’m always found. The voices tell me, I have no chance. But I feel that I, will change the odds. As I write this, I realize things about myself. I sing this, and I find the meaning. Now, as I lie awake in my bed, singing this to myself. The voices start to whisper to me, that I am already dead. "I think we're missing something ." Jonathan said.
"Yeah, we need another set of vocals, and some different instrument players ." Reinbo agreed.
"Maybe Aku ?" Jonathan suggested.
Reinbo stiffened up. "Maybe, if she were here...."
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