Author's Note: I'm not really sure what inspired this piece, but you know when the thoughts keep coming I just keep writing...so I hope that you enjoy :) I hadn't originally written it for anything, but after reading it a few more times I realized that it could pertain to Rosette's and Chrono's relationship and their goal...but I dunno whatever you get out of it is up to you ;)
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By Mask of Deceit/Thorns of Beauty
Pieces, unable to be placed together;
Imperfection blocks achievement.
Uneasiness sets the mood for success;
Lies interlace our words, easily slipping in and out.
Focus, don't loose sight of our goal;
Failure is not an option.
Disappointment seeps into old wounds;
love is extinct; unable to be grasped by humanity.
Shards remain of this broken illusion;
Depravity fills the hole of consciousness.
Deep nothingness. Black. Cold. Uncaring.
A single drop of crimson brings life to the masses