One thousand years ago
I made a choice.
I chose to be beautiful,
to be be eternal,
to fly like I dreamed of flying.
The velvet night was
always my best friend -
my confidante, my solace
my keeper, my protector
my cloak, my haven and
my home.
To come home to the night
was good and true.
And to this day
I stand in front of windows
(old or modern, wood or steel),
flung wide open, curtains blowing,
breathing in the scents, the sounds
the sights of night,
so totally alive,
so beckoning, so siren calling
to the deepest, widest sense
of what is I.
I am the girl that no one wants
I am the girl that no one loves
I am the girl that has sadness in my heart
I am the girl that walks alone in this world of hate
I am that one girl that is looking for a true friend if not my life will end
I am the girl that lives in the darkness of hate
and pain
I am that girl and if you dont like it then you dont want to be my friend
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