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*Innocent, and in a sense I am
Guilty of the crime that's now in hand
Such a nice day
Throw your life away
Such a nice day
Let it go*
Panting, I stare wide-eyed at the old and yellowing wallpaper in front
of
me as I feel his huge hand caressing my neck. My eyelids become heavy
while
he seduces me with his touch.
I fall for it every single time.
Suddenly, he's squeezing my neck so hard that I know blue and yellow
marks
will soon decorate my pale skin, just as he likes. He loves creating
patterns of bruises on my skin.
I am his work of art.
He's hunted me through the mansion's rooms and corridors for hours,
making
me believe I had a chance of escaping the destiny he's already planned
for
me. But he's only playing an ancient game with me. That of cat and
mouse.
The game of hunter and prey.
And I failed. I've lost the game.
I failed to save him from *himself*.
I failed to save the world from a monster that knows nothing of love
or
friendship.
I failed to save myself.
And I'm the one to blame.
Because I love him.
*Cold these eyes, I can't believe it
Cold, this heart is slow
Heart is slow
Call me*
He's walking close to me, back and forth, brushing his body against
mine.
He must feel me shivering through my thin blouse. He turns me
around, so
that I face him, my back against the wall.
Why is he doing this to me?
Angelus, let me go. Please, for god's sake, let me go.
I stare into his dark brown eyes and I shiver, cold, through bone and
marrow. The ice-cold gaze that meets my eyes makes me cry. There's
no mercy
in him.
Gingerly, I touch his bare chest, feeling his hands run down my shoulders
and grip my upper arms, tightly.
I can hear him in my head.
He won't let me go.
*Such a cold heart
Such a cold man
Watch you tear yourself apart
So lay me down
My soul to give*
I lean my forehead against his chest, listening for the heartbeat that's
not there.
The man without a heart.
My lover.
And now, too, my murderer.
Please, god, forgive me.
I love this man of evil more than I love you.
*So lay me down
The longest sleep
Oh, the longest sleep
In I come and out you go you get
Here we are again now, place your bets
Is this the time
The time to win or lose
Is this the time
The time to choose*
We don't need to talk.
He knows he has won.
He always does one way or the other.
He lifts me up in his arms and carries me to the bedroom, placing me
upon
the bed. I look up at him with tears running down my cheeks.
Why doesn't he care that I'm hurting?
It hurts so much.
*Cold these eyes, I can't believe it
So deep inside a cold fire
Cold, this heart is slow...
Anytime you're only a kiss away
Won't you do it now*
He lays beside me. His hand forcing me to look at him. I
don't want to
see the coldness in his eyes. Not when I know how tenderly and
lovingly he
used to look at me. Is that man forever gone?
I stroke his face as he switches to his game face.
Still beautiful.
My Angel.
I feel his lips against my neck.
Teasing.
The sharp sting of his fangs makes me scream out loud.
He rejoices. Growling and grunting as he steals my life.
My soul.
My memories.
The End