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I still think about you
When I need to save my life
I still think about you
When it’s time for me to set free

As I drown into your image
I fight for the sake of your soul
Indeed, I'm risking my own self
FOR YOU

Into the Dark. Bloodlust rises.
Into the Shadows. Monstrosities appear.

As the merging of my heart continues
I feel the shamanistic rage inside of me
Because I'm still thinking about you
It gives me a whole new purpose of living

Knowing you're out there
Alive and well
It renews the very depths of my body
But this inner power is strange

No matter how close the end of the world is
I know the burden is on my shoulder
And nothing will stop me from my doings
Because I have a wife to love

I have a promise to fullfill, a family to live with
She's waiting for me, and I don't want to make her wait
Years, decades, she doesn't deserve that pain
Today is the end of the world, and I will be the Saviour

I said I'd behave, that I wouldn't get into trouble
And I could careless about the rest of the people
All I care tonight about, is to save you, my family, and I
To live happily and to make my wishes come true

I break the shackles upon this strong given will
I listen to the wind as I run into the Devil's lair
I hear your soft voice, singing ever so clearly to the wind's beat
I slightly melt under this charm, and rise once again greater

I unsheath the sword which ruled my family over too many generations
And unleash the power of my love and of my family upon the Corruptor
But before my blade would even hit his puny body
I was almost completely torn apart, from all the power he did emit
From all the spells he used on me
He disappears in a cloud of sparks

I come out of what's left from the lair
I take some steps forward and I stumble on my feet
Laying on the ground, I keep thinking about you
Just to stay alive and scream out...

I LOVE YOU.

--Days later, I've been found by my kids, doing everything they can to bring me back home. My wife comes up next to me, in the middle of this nowhere. Tears begin to fall down her cheeks, to drop on my face. She kisses me for what she thought the last time. But I opened my eyes and said.--

My love... you're one that gave me life... you're the meaning of my life... because of you, I'm still alive, and I can realise my dream... of being happy alas, and loved...

I actually stood up, and marched towards home
Under her awe...



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On Thursday May 10th, 2007, Zhaal Nyet Telka (170) writes:
This was breath takingly wonderful. I agree with eveyrone before me that you have a way with words and leaving us gentleladies speechless.


On Thursday May 10th, 2007, silent circus (400) writes:
once again you are perfect, i miss my baby girl,......wonderful, ~*danni*~ --she is the luckiest lady ever


On Thursday May 10th, 2007, Forgotten Angel (475) writes:
i could only dream of a love like this. this is amazing..nd i agree w/ amanda..wholeheartedly. you have quite a talent to make us ladies speechless. wanna share? just kidding! but, fabulous write. that im not kidding about -Kel


On Thursday May 10th, 2007, Army Barbie (501) writes:
I...yeah. Manda said it perfectly. Speechless babe. I would be in heaven if only love like this existed.


On Thursday May 10th, 2007, ShatteredFaith (238) writes:
omg this was so great and left me speechless yet again..a love that is strong enough to save a live is the most powerful love all



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