Secure in a world of my own,
Insecure in the world of theirs.
My life is not on loan,
I envy those who are pairs.
No mortal man will ever understand,
The pain, the joy, like I can.
It is a world of hunger and feeding,
Forever in time, day by day, a lie.
Human flesh tears, life leaving,
A shallow joke that one must die.
I want to die, I want to live,
But neither can anyone give.
I weep for my soul, it is gone now,
The Original Sin, my reluctant vow.
(to Lestat)
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