A purpose of reposting
Thursday, October 23, 2008
the call..
She calls me. I feel what she is feeling.
The satisfaction.
The bloodthirst.
The bitter anger.
She kills. I cry. The pain grows.
In me. Knowing how and why she is doing this.
The time she was drenched in blood in the bitter slaughter in the forests of Hzu. The peace and the saddness filled us both afterwards.
My head is filled with the memories.
Hers no.
She moves on.
Til one day, she will listen.
Posted by Redd at 9:17 PM
the call..
She calls me. I feel what she is feeling.
The satisfaction.
The bloodthirst.
The bitter anger.
She kills. I cry. The pain grows.
In me. Knowing how and why she is doing this.
The time she was drenched in blood in the bitter slaughter in the forests of Hzu. The peace and the saddness filled us both afterwards.
My head is filled with the memories.
Hers no.
She moves on.
Til one day, she will listen.
Posted by Redd at 9:17 PM
