You know life seems to make things harder for me. Especially in the land of love, in fact one quote from the man of steel (stalin, not Christopher reeves razz , silly gooses) is how I feel.
This warm creature was able to soften my heart of stone. Now she is gone, and with her my only warm feelings for humans.
For some reason this seems to ring all but too true for me, funny thing is people often don't see me as being able to have a heart. WHich I do poses even if it looks more like a withered prune then a heart, it exists, even though my blood is blacker then oil, and I am so vile as to make sociopaths look the other way. Or is this all but a show, a facade hiding what I truly am I? Is this dead image something I use much akin to a veil one uses to hide from others with? *laughs* well let us find out later, how this tapestry known as life unfolds.
 Azalin · Fri Oct 22, 2004 @ 06:23am · 0 Comments |
