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Friday, December 16, 2005 Friday, December 16, 2005

this is a story i spinned off at the top of my head.
just needed somewhere to type it down.
hopefully this will make up to kerine the last story that i killed.

i was born of hate;
i was taught only of anger;
i was born to destroy worlds;
to spread destruction to the very ends of the world.
who am i you ask.
i am a creature of the dark.
an immortal, this is my punishment.
yes you do not know.
so let me tell you.

it was a cold and lonely night,
the sky dark and stormy.
it was going to rain
yet a girl in a white dress stood on the top of a building.
her hair was a stark contrast to the very settings of this place.
it was golden,
made to shine in the sun.
her eyes were emerald.
once they shone with love
now they were dulled by sadness.
her once flawless fair skin was pale
it made her look sickly

a shadow crept up behind her.
she turned around
the shadow of a man.
she looked into his sliver eyes.
are you here to finish me off ?
she asked him.
her voice her voice hard and cold.
she did not let him answer.
instead she contuined.
isn't it ironic.
she says a small small on her face.
we met on a dark and stormy day too.
except then we were happy.
how could you go and betray me like this?
her eyes filling with tears as she spoke.
your promises they were all fake.
your sweet loving words;
lies.
yes i do not have the power to overcome you.
but you will not win the honour of killing me.
i may have lost this battle,
but i wont let you win either.
she walked to the edge of the buliding.
just before she fell.
she looked at him and said.
i must be a fool.
because up to this point.
i still love you.
today.
tomorrow.
forever.
with that he saw her body fall gracefully
down the buliding.
he ran to try and caught her.
he was too late.
she closed her eyes
on her face a small smile
a small drop of rain fell.
just as she hit the pavement.
tears streamed down his face.
he looked up to the sky and whispered.
you never let me say anything.
i didn't come here to kill you,
i came to tell you.
i love you.

he is a creature of the dark.
she was a mistress of light.
their love was forbidden.

i was born of hate.
i was taught only anger.
i was born to destroy worlds.
to spread destruction to the
very ends of the world.
and yet i am cursed
to live an immortal life of regret.
to live an immortal life never at peace.
for i never told her.
what she truly meant to me.

so here i wait .
for the one day where
death will hold my hand.
and let me meet her again.