Dear [REDACTED],

We'd promised then and again point again repeating we wouldn't just keep breathing without reason. It's the least we could do when failed portrayals of our prescribed human kind as issued were but a recursive script we'd reread, as conscripted, then list every misstep as proof this was a life we were never meant to live through.

Dear [REDACTED],

Never held in an honest hand, that handle's a denominant that lands like katanas on skin, exposing the best we could give to a world without leeway for we who may harbor such conflicts among gods and goddesses' gazes. Our path laid charybdic, this tryptych, a maze between pastiche and couth. We shouldn't have to be told what's expected of us to assume

Dear [REDACTED],

How you'd bend without confidence to compliment partners and friends through a hollow lens. Problem bends pressed. Solemn movements produced constant stress. More than time will tell them your truths of orchards your eyes held that arrows would fly through. A sparrow's death died by the calendar day. Met by no heart left breaking, unlike you, and I can't excuse how you'd cry out for courage refused 

DEAR JONATHAN,

I'VE BEEN PRETENDING YOU HAD DIED BACK THEN
IF MY COMPLIANCE IS DENIED, THEN WHO AM I TO CRY
WHEN I STOOD SILENTLY BEHIND A WALL OF YOU, NO MIND TO FIRING LINES
MY HELPLESS OUTER CHILD, A HUMAN SHIELD SO I'D SURVIVE

I'M THIRTY NINE AND CAN'T REMEMBER WHAT THAT THUNDER STORM WAS LIKE
TO STRIKE IN HUNGER UNDER COVERS LOCKED IN CUPBOARDS EVERY NIGHT
THESE GOD DAMN METAPHORS OF AGATHYS, WITH COWARDICE AND ICE
FORMED INTO PAULDRONS TO PROTECT ME FROM WHAT I LEFT YOU FOR A LIFE

Each breath I took from you in spite and held in tight enough to choke
I've known no matter undermined intent, regret cut off your growth
There's no defense invoked this time, the lines that hurt you most I wrote
Where's the closure in erasure? Supposed to hate you but I won't

No, no I don't believe in innocence and likely mine the least
And do appreciate the steps you'd steal when both my legs were weak
You don't deserve the ways me and your mind would speak to you 
At least Selene can dream now, but how is that supposed to help you sleep?

DEAR JONATHAN

VPC7 Round 5

ExtraDial [Damn Selene, lizardgrove] feat. Ryako & Big Fake - to whom it should

Music created using TOKYO SCORING STRINGS, the flagship orchestral string library created by Impact Soundworks. This library features the world-renowned Koichiro Muroya Strings (Final Fantasy 7 Remake, My Hero Academia, The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild, Attack on Titan, Octopath Traveler + hundreds more) as recorded by Japan's most in-demand recording engineer, Mitsunori Aizawa, in the legendary SoundCity Studio in Tokyo.

https://impactsoundworks.com/product/tokyo-scoring-strings/

"Kouyou" (v2) by Andrew Aversa

"The Story of Tokyo Scoring Strings" (Complete Score) by Jeff Ball

Official demo composition I did with our new string library "Berlin Strings".
More info at orchestraltools.com
All samples (except a few percussion stuff and some custom WWs)are recorded at Teldex.

Aerial Boarding [Berlin Strings Demo]

Imagination

Supreme Sarabande

Walking In The Forest

Certain Things

under a billion of stars 2

A spontaneous improvisation with Animoog.

A Cry for the Lost Children

https://www.spitfireaudio.com/shop/a-z/eric-whitacre-choir/

Surrender - Snorri Hallgrímsson

As We Breathe — Homay Schmitz

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