I do not own Vincent ect
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(Your footsteps eco around the dusty tomb, and you open the coffin within the center. Inside you find this note... scrawled in the writers own blood it reads:)
I wish....
I wish the pain would cease,
And leave me alone forever.
And that I would find release,
From this bind I can not sever.
I hope....
I hope she still survives,
Her fair face still graces this plane,
That hope keeps me alive,
But keeps alive the pain.
I dream....
My dreams are dark this night,
As of any other,
Of pain, despair and blight,
From this horror, I have no cover.
I think....
I think of how it could have been,
If fate had changed It's course,
My life would be far less obscene,
I could have won.... By force.
I speck....
I hardly ever speak,
For my words are tainted,
I fear the goal we seek,
This quest is messing with my head.
I write....
I write these words you read,
They will probably be forgotten,
But I hope you will take heed;
You want a freak?
You've got one.
(You throw the note to the floor and run as fast as you can away from that place. As you leave the coffin closes again and the laughter of a child fills the room. You'll get bad dreams if you sleep in a place like this.)
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(Your footsteps eco around the dusty tomb, and you open the coffin within the center. Inside you find this note... scrawled in the writers own blood it reads:)
I wish....
I wish the pain would cease,
And leave me alone forever.
And that I would find release,
From this bind I can not sever.
I hope....
I hope she still survives,
Her fair face still graces this plane,
That hope keeps me alive,
But keeps alive the pain.
I dream....
My dreams are dark this night,
As of any other,
Of pain, despair and blight,
From this horror, I have no cover.
I think....
I think of how it could have been,
If fate had changed It's course,
My life would be far less obscene,
I could have won.... By force.
I speck....
I hardly ever speak,
For my words are tainted,
I fear the goal we seek,
This quest is messing with my head.
I write....
I write these words you read,
They will probably be forgotten,
But I hope you will take heed;
You want a freak?
You've got one.
(You throw the note to the floor and run as fast as you can away from that place. As you leave the coffin closes again and the laughter of a child fills the room. You'll get bad dreams if you sleep in a place like this.)
