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What do you see when you look at me? Your own heart? Your own lies? Your own mind? Touch...reach out and touch cold..it is what you have made me.. Do you feel my heart beating? Do you feel my tears on your pillow? Nothing but a shell, too cold to feel are you happy with your creation? I gave you my heart and you tore it in two there is only me and only you... Look me in the eye...look me in the face if you dare show me that you really care... Three years i held your hand and together we walked in the sand. The last I lay by your side, i could feel my heart... that was the day that it died... Trying so hard...so hard to mend t

The soft tilt of her head to the passing dawn as the pallor of her features seemed illuminated by first light, but there was no such beauty before her eyes other than the tangled web of thorns that bound her. That bound her heart and soul until she could only see the darkness, the hatred and the anger. Raising shadowed eyes to the sound of the crow on some distant branch she finally tried to take it in, everything she had tried to hold back a soft smile tugged at one corner of her lips before a snicker at her own thoughts. Looking down to her upturned palms she rubbed her dusty fingers removing its film as if wishing to see the grains of san

You can talk of things that where never true, a flicker of imagination in the eyes of a bard and yet when it comes to reality there are many times when you don't wish to listen to your own voice nor the advice of others, years will pass and yet you will dismiss it as a bad dream….just as she did. Gentle hands rest against the cold stone of the battlement as she thought back to all those years ago, when the gates where still fresh in her mind not a half forgotten memory in a long forgotten dream. Wisps of ghostly white hair toyed over her scared features in the cold expanse of the night as she seemed to wait for something.. a dream that woul