I'm back!... again...I'm out of the university now and into the "real" world, so far it looks good, in fact I'm going back to school to get a big company say that I rule with their software...
I will be around folks and thanks for reading...
Inner beast...Now my tower seems lonely again... You left... Just because my inner beast reacted to your ways... Just because I thought I could make you happy... You left because I can't have flaws or make mistakes... And I'm here in the shadows as death as I was when you first came here...Inner beast...
From the shadows I hear that voice... I hear the voice of my inner beast... "You see, you can't be with those that are nt of our kind..." I hate what he is saying but I have to agree, since he is right...
"You can't be happy with those mortals... they are just meaningless for you..." I can't answer, as if my my lips were sealed...
A kiss...Sitting in one of my dark chambers I can hear again the life in my dark and not so lonely tower...A kiss...
You are here again tonight... I ask myself if it's a dream or not, but then I can feel your warm touch into my undead skin... and it burns but I do not fear... it burns because my own flesh regains it's long forgoten life...
And I ask again to myself long forgoten questions... Those about love and what it can make to an undead creature like me... But I have no answer... not beyond the one that resides within your lips...
A kiss is all I desire tonight... In my dark tower the only thing I ask for is a kiss f
Tonight...Tonight I find myself in my tower, not alone, but not with you... I'm close to you and as you drift into the arms of your dreams where I should appear as you want me to... I feel closer...Tonight...
Tonight I try to be the one you want me to be... I try to do what no man can do and only a creature of the night, as I am, can do... I am there holding your hand in a difficult night for you... but a somewhat known night for me...
Tonight dear one... we are closer, and you can feel it... I can feel it too... what is this beautiful feeling that it's inside of us?...
You know what it is... And you will tell me in the mor
Doomed...Tonight I look out the window, searching for something, a light for my dark heart… But I don’t really have a heart to keep feelings there. No joy. No love.Doomed...
But that is the path of those that are undead like me, or should I say like us? We will wait… I belong to my dark tower where I can rest my lonely nights, while you are in your golden prison where you try to fit in a world that turned its back on us. So I ask to the wind tonight, where is the one who shall come to finish my suffering?...
And I can hear a whisper in the wind… “You are doomed to love... Doomed to shed tears every
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