....Jexious Child....At one point my lover...now my dearest friend...Is leaving Gaia as we know it...He and I will still be in contact...But this is a dedication to him.....A "requiem" for him....He left me with some very rare items...and I will bear these items for as long as I wish...otherwise...I will keep them with me always....A constant reminder of this wonderful person who changed my life forever....But these rare items...they are not my treasure....But the paper hat...the one I've owned ever since I met him....THAT....is the object I will keep with me...for eternity...And so, my Jexious Child...I know you are reading this....So, with tears fought back, and a forced smile....I bid you....an eternal "Au Revoir".... We shall miss you.....
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Chu walks back to his home, a smile on his face. With Chubot following behind him. He reaches to open the door and trips, hitting his head on the door. "OWW~!!" He wailed. Suddenly, he felt a soft object rubbing against his leg...It wasn't Kyuubi, because his fur isnt this soft...Then the guitar mounted to his body. Chu could smell someone on the guitar...his eyes widened in horror.
Jexious.
He looked down, his face draining of color. There, on the doorstep, lay a Phoenix Circlet, a second angellic microphone, and Jexious Child's last outfit. It Can't be... He fell to his knees, picking up the clothes...searching for something. He then looks down... His eyes watering....The Shadow Sprites were distancing themselves from him, watching him. "I....I'm...I'm so sorry..." He takes the shirt in his arms and squeezes it, tears falling on the jacket. "I'm so sorry!!!". After hours of sobbing, the guitar lets out a somber cry. Chu finally manages to stand...his face still pale with shock...then he takes the clothes and puts them on a manequin. The Manequin was wearing a combonation of a spiky blue paper hat and a blue paper hat.
END.
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No one knows what its like to be the bad man,
to be the sad man...
Behind blue eyes.
And no one knows what its like to be hated,
to be faded...
To tellin' lonely lies...
*chorus*
But my dreams, they arn't as empty
as my concience seems to be.
I have hours...Only lonely...
My love is vengance...thats never free.
No one knows what its like to feel these feelings...
Like I do...and I blame you...
And no one bites back as hard on their anger...
None of my pain will...can show through...
*chorus*
No one knows what its like to be mistreated...
To be defeated...
Behind blue eyes...
and no one knows how to say that they're sorry...
And don't worry...
I'm not tellin lies...
*chorus*
No one knows what its like to be the bad man...
To be the sad man...
Behind blue eyes...
Anchuu Mosaku Community Member 
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