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The AuditionPremise: A woman gives her detailed, gruesome tale of being an abuse victim to a jury in a courtroom. Overcome by her emotions, she re-enacts her terrifying event of an audition gone horribly wrong.Outline: Jessica, a 24 year old aspiring actress walks into a bare room on the 3rd floor of an awkward building. This audition was odd, no lines or receptionists for directions, just a man sitting in a chair across from another chair. The man speaks with her and hands asks her if she has anything prepared. Here's her moment to shine, to really impress the man who could very well propel her future rise to stardome. She begins by interacting with an invisible host. She makes a pass in a flirtatious manner and suddenly the tides turn. She cringes back terrified and screams for help, she falls backward over the chair behind her and cries. She cries out loudly a plea to stop the pain,
LegacyThere's this legacyLost in a memoryOf two loversAfflicted withinOne love turned to hatePassion's bitter aftertasteA callous shell became herAs she shut down and awayAll that's lush has gone nowAnd the winter has settled inThe frost is bitter and hollowI wait frozen for redemptionShe's so pretty, but beauty always leavesI felt her warmth but no one believesShe's so pretty, but beauty always leavesI want her warmth but she'll never seeThe fragile dirt is interruptedThat legacy has been through hailThe trail's been corruptedThe path is worn thin and paleWith a dream I begin to seeThrough this memoryWith a shot that rings so loudMy redemption begins...
Rise and FallSuch satisfactionFrom attractionWhen I don't knowWhat I'm afterJust put my back toAll we've been throughAnd realize thatI'm still attractedWell I believe in what we call a soul& I believe that there's sin in us allBut I don't believe in why we create itWhen all of us are so unappreciatedDespising all your soulsDespise & hate you allIn phase and then you fallRise up and...My only interestIs the difference on the insideI won't get distractedBy the mask that's on the outsideSet the cyclePlace the titleWait for a new oneTo start overNever gainingLike it's rainingBeauty's drainingAnd I'm already goneWell I believe in what we call a soul& I believe that there's sin in us allBut I don't believe in why we create itWhen all of us are so unappreciatedDespising all your soulsDespise & hate you allIn phase and then you fallRise up and...
Historical RelicsIt's kind of ironicthat after a single earthquake,all the homesthe invaluable objects of our affection,left in a silent, comfortablepile of trash.Dirt, dust, and decayfilled the air,as the people stood upout of their broken evolutionary walls,staring at the new monument.The single builiding stood in profound glory.In favor of continuing sufferage.They stared at it,their new symbol of pride.The buildinga mint for money,producing the propertyto power and wealth,only feeding desireand discrimination.Our human qualities that are purest,our personal gain that transcends abovethe evloution of morals,they cover our true eyes.Ones that glare,staring out in disguisefrom our self center.