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I've always cried so long and hard
But my tears were inside
I have always wanted the best for me
But I can't get it right
I've always bathed in blood
But it was my own
I have damned you
But I am damned myself
I've left you alone.
But you were pulled along by a string
I should have died
But you saved me
I should have killed you a long time ago
But the blade broke
I have always loved you
But you loved me back
I hated you forever
But you didn't
I lay apoun the kitchen floor remembering your smile
But I hear your crying
Goodbye love
Don't return to me again


Had we not died a long time ago on the bayou I would think we were dying now. Silly thoughts as I feast. It squirms far too much for me. I've died for two hundred years and lived far less. Though the blood still runs fresh from my wounds. I'm a fallen angel. A travling soul. I have had many miserable lives as these. Such as this, nothing surprises me. From love to the carnage of battle I care not. Only from meal to meal I have passion and time I have plenty. Plenty to know how the world works and spins. Such a pity...... The world would be better in woe. But the world is mine and mine alone. I live for the kill, the hunt, the blood, your suffering.