Archive Masters- by: Unknown Forgotten

This is about the story of the Ghost, the Sun, the Unknown, the Forgotten, the Silent, the Enchanted, the Downlookers, the Onlookers, and the Lot of Losts
I held them all close to my heart
I reveled in their beauty
Each contributing such a necessary part
And now and only now do I realize
That they've molded me into what I have become
All their parts are virtually interchangeable
All so drastic and full of static
It's a shame, I've fought so hard so it woud not be dramatic

The Ghost taught me lessons I'll never forget
The Ghost still haunts me still and forever will
The Sun burned holes in my eyes and made me blind
The Sun gave me sight and stood me staring into the light
The Unknown reveled in self pity
The Unknown always knew who it was
The Forgotten never remembered who it was
The Forgotten understood that exemption made bliss
The Silent never told me anything ever
The Silent stood there and kept quiet to save its ass
The Enchanted gave me a reason to thrive
The Enchanted was a muse but has never broken the ice
The Downlookers looked down
The Downlookers walked and spreaded themselves over the earth
The Onlookers stood by only wanting to be bystanders
The Onlookers murmered and held hands with Downlookers
The Lot of Losts drowned in the ocean
The Lot of Losts held all the secrets and like sunken treasure will never be recovered

All so drastic and full of static
It's a shame, I've fought so hard so it woud not be dramatic
I could have learned something