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Visions inside my head captured in poetry, trying to create the illusion. Trying to live the dream.
Civil Angel '03
{ Buffy struggles with her feelings for Spike and somewhat reflects it to her former vampiric lover. }
Cold shiver travels down my spine.
It must be you, I guess.
Your essence gets me intoxicated, like wine.
Full of unexpected happiness.
I’m just tired of trying,
to avoid the things from me forbid.
Must we find a reason for everything?
Or why can’t we just pretend we did?
I never saw this coming,
never believed it could.
But I’ve witnessed it happening.
Deny it? Maybe, if I could.
Is this some temporal lost of mind?
Could it have been avoided?
Could you also see me if you were blind? ("Anne")
Can you sense my presence like the other did?
Another lover from hell.
Have I gotten into a rut?
If yes, I really did it well.
And I didn’t even have to stab my gut.
So if hell is full of lovers,
how come did they all come to me?
They could’ve brought me at least flowers.
if I’m the lucky woman to be.
In the end, all they bring is pain.
Among a broken heart of course.
But their love that pours over me like rain,
is worth of the whole universe.
We all live just once.
Well, except the lovers from underground.
Why not take this one more chance,
with the one my heart is now bound.
Once more,
I allow myself to be taken to hell full of lovers