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| She couldn't really remember exactly when she'd heard the song on the radio for the first time. It was probably sometime after she'd used Andrew to shut down, as it turned out, just temporarily, the Seal of Danthazar. But she wasn't certain. The tune was the kind that stuck with you, and she'd hum along with it when it came on. It wasn't until some weeks later that she'd really heard the song for the first time. As in, really listened to the words. She recalled that incident very clearly, as she remembered many moments in those final days of Sunnydale. It had been the day before Faith's return. Or, more specifically, it had been the night that Willow was in Los Angeles. She knew it because she'd wished so desperately that her friend had been there -- not necessarily so that she could truly unburden herself, but she knew that Willow would sense her anguish, and offer sympathy and comfort, even in the absence of a detailed explanation. She'd locked herself in the bathroom, indulging in some rare and much-needed privacy; a Mr.Bubble oasis in the midst of the three-ring circus that was her home. She'd even lit a couple of candles, though one of them seemed to have burned right down the wick in the first five minutes, and fizzled out. No matter -- the one that remained had symbolized carefree relaxation, indulgent luxury -- a day spa in a votive cup. It even had an earthy fragrance that she couldn't identify, but reminded her a bit of the days when she could afford (courtesy of the bank of Mom) to buy the expensive facial scrubs and body polishes. |
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| She'd turned the radio on, to soak and daydream mind. The water had she was prune-y enough getting out when it had wasn't doing anything else the words penetrated. And emotional state of a year couldn't breathe. Her heart before beginning to pound up, gripping the side of the radio and turn it off, but away from the words that her sense of isolation, and who'd held it at bay. The song was her affair In the end, she'd sat with breathing hard as she months. She'd been taken so to Spike. She'd not even him out after her resurrec- dormant spirit hum, more intimacy that she'd initiated. because it was Spike, but acute between her utter sudden maelstrom of all of him, kiss him, fuck him -- sadness and loss, against whose origin and nature understand. Had she attraction for Spike? Did vampires, as part of the the whole Slayer package? He'd once told her that she was a little bit in love he electrified her? Was it to return to the grave, and closer to that instrument of |
| climbed in, and proceeded and generally clear her turned quite tepid, and that she was contemplating come on. And because she that required her attention, they so spoke to her before that she almost had squished painfully, against her ribs. She'd sat tub, half ready to fly to the unable to tear herself so utterly embodied both the effect of the one person with Spike in a nutshell. her face in her hands, relived fragments of those unawares by her reaction questioned why she sought tion. But he made her so with each new level of It was terrifying, not just because the contrast was so lack of feeling, and the them at once. She'd touch and feel all the anger and the backdrop of a passion she couldn't even begin to always had a spark of she have one for all mojo that was the basis of theirs was a dance; and that with death. Was that why that her very being cried out so drew her closer and death to which the Slayer |
| Bring Me To Life ~ Evanescence |
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| how can you see into my eyes like open doors leading you down into my core where I've become so numb without a soul my spirit sleeping somewhere cold until you find it there and lead it back home |
| (Wake me up) |
| Wake me up inside (I can't wake up) Wake me up inside (Save me) call my name and save me from the dark (Wake me up) bid my blood to run (I can't wake up) before I come undone (Save me) save me from the nothing I've become |
| now that I know what I'm without you can't just leave me breathe into me and make me real bring me to life |
| (Wake me up) |
| Wake me up inside (I can't wake up) Wake me up inside (Save me) call my name and save me from the dark (Wake me up) bid my blood to run (I can't wake up) before I come undone (Save me) save me from the nothing I've become |
| frozen inside without your touch without your love darling only you are life among the dead all this time I can't believe I couldn't see kept in the dark but you were there in front of me I've been sleeping a thousand years it seems got to open my eyes to everything without a thought without a voice without a soul don't let me die here there must be something more bring me to life |
| (Wake me up) |
| Wake me up inside (I can't wake up) Wake me up inside (Save me) call my name and save me from the dark (Wake me up) bid my blood to run (I can't wake up) before I come undone (Save me) save me from the nothing I've become (Bring me to life) I've been living a lie, there's nothing inside (Bring me to life) |
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| was most keenly attuned? Is that why she wasn't driven to consummate her growing hunger for Spike until she knew that he could harm her if he chose? Yet, if she was really seeking death at his hand, how ironic was it that it was only in a dead man's bed that she'd really felt alive. Well, more like on his carpets, tables, sarcophagus...up against his wall. hardly ever in his bed. But still.... Then again, Spike had ceased to be like any other vamp a long time before. Though she'd found that he could hurt her, kill her -- hell, even turn her, if he'd wanted, she had believd in her heart that he wouldn't. Of course, she'd also cared just little enough that she had been willing to risk being wrong. She'd certainly provided him every opportunity.... Words from days long past had washed over her -- snatches of conversations she'd tried to forget: |
| "I can fool Giles, and I can fool my friends, but I can't fool myself. Or Spike, for some reason...." |
| Wake me up inside |
| "You can't love without a soul." "Oh, we can, you know. We can love quite well. If not wisely." |
| Wake me up inside |
| "Buffy, if you're in...if you're in pain...or if you need anything...or if I can do anything for you...." "...Everything here is...hard, and bright, and violent.." |
| call my name and save me from the dark |
| "What's wrong?! You were gonna help me! You, you were gonna beat heads, and, and, and fix my life!" |
| bid my blood to run |
| "This isn't real/ But I just want to feel..." |
| before I come undone |
| "Tell me you love me..." |
| save me from the nothing I've become |
| "Being with you...makes things...simpler. For a little while...and it's killing me." |
| without a thought without a voice without a soul don't let me die here there must be something more bring me to life |
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