...Whispered voices at my ear
Death before my eyes--lying next to me I fear
She beckons me, shall I give in?
Upon my end shall I begin.
Forsaking all I've fallen for...
I rise to meet the end*
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Scarface
April 9, 2006As I stared at the blood that formed beside my right eye in the mirror, I knew I’d be calling myself Scarface from now.
The deep obtuse triangular shape of the wound somehow disappeared into a fat, semi-elongated line of blood that seem to glorify the bigger gash my face sustained from the “freak accident”, which involved me, my grandmother’s house’s spare room, and one of the unused wooden beds that stood on its side. It happened after I woke up, blacked out for a moment from getting up quickly, supported myself on that bed before deciding to sit down then WHAM! I didn’t know what hit me (literally) until my vision started to clear.
“Oh well,” my mind began to say after I dab the wound with a cotton ball soaked in alcohol, “at least you look good bloodied.” And then it laughed maniacally.
Fak-yews:
Scarface is the title of a 1932 gangster film of the Pre-Code era about gang warfare and rivalry over the control of the city. It was later remade in 1983, which was directed by Brian de Palma and starred Al Pacino as Tony Montoya.
The remake is actually popular enough that famous Rap/Hip-Hop musicians in the States swore that they’re not “cool” without a Scarface movie in their gazillion movie collection.
















