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As of about three days ago i changed my being for someone who shot me through the heart with a molten red hott bullet. it hurt like hell and i felt myself be dragged futher into the ever-after. i'm learning to rebuitled my mask to show a smile to everyone and a sobbing wreck to myself. i'm not to sure what to write after that so i'm just gonna waite til next time. plesant nightmares.

I've noticed that we all find our own way to become one of the undead. I found mine the hardest of ways and have just come to terms with it.

As a person I tend to be thrown under the bus by those who are closest to me. Yeah it's painful but the final cut came from a person I gave my entire being. it was at his hands that i lost my soul into this consuming darkness. I can't feel some emotions i once felt. I am forced to feel joy and my tears are only from anger. My compassion have been killed by a knight in black luster armor. I don't quite know who i am, but i do know that i'm not alive. Inside i don't truely feel anything...just dead.

I thought that maybe i would snap out of it. But a turn of events has changed that. I find on;y anger when i look for an emotion to call on. I thought i had rid myself of that long ago. My heart doesn't hold a flame. not even cinders remain in its fireplace.

We don't have to be a victim of a fanged lover to meet the undead world. We are selves must be in essence with the undead.



Pleasant Nightmares

Shanria

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Shanria10
19:49 Feb 09 2008

i like my theory

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