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Almost done Nursing, can't wait to be out of school

His Thoughts
Those eyes of yours are what makes my world shine. They are what brings about the end of all my torments. The love and happiness that are clearly shown on your hansom face sends the shadows running off with their tails between their legs.
If only.. if only you would shine those bright orbs my way.
I know that I am not the one your cheerful visage is aimed towards. I am but a disturbance in your bright and sunny world.
I am the figure around the corner, waiting for you to notice me..waiting for the time to be right, for your smile to be bestowed upon me not the others who dwell in your perfect world of light.
But I know that I will have to wait forever. My feeling are pointless and of no importance to one such as yourself. This lesson I have learned the hard way. But with someone's metal platted boots crashing down repeatedly into my gut, my arm, my head their is only one lesson that I had learned.
And that lesson has had me singing to this very day of what will be befalling you and yours...
I will give you what is yours to keep, what has always been yours... and you will keep it, hold it, cherish it...
You will never be able to leave it alone, it presence will be all consuming...nothing you do will prevent me from my love, nothing. Not those silly followers of yours, not even your half hearted pleas of horror at what will be accomplish by my hands, by my love.
In the end you will learn to love me back, my gift for you will never leave your side...
In the end you will understand.
They will all understand...
Your smile...
Your eyes are what makes my world shine.

They Will ALL Understand
Screams of pain and sadness could be heard from her rooms, hurrying over the night guards in the area burst through her chamber doors into a sight. Every one stilled a moment then someone fainted to the floor, another ran out to get the physician.
Sitting at the side of her bed she was crying tears of sadness and horror in between screams of pain and disgust. On the floor beside her was a young boy his body shaking and convulsing as it slowly died of blood loss...The reason being the slowly pumping heart that had been expertly sown to the girls hand. Threads, veins, and even arteries still trailing from the organ to the boy. Still standing there horrified the guards didn't know what to do. And as they all watched the girl felt a tug on her wounded arm. Looking at the boy, tears in both their eyes he used his last strength to lift himself up, blood dripping from his lips to whisper his last dying words into the shell of her ear...

"I...I *cough* w-w-will all..ways, love...you..."
After that he fell away from her, his weight pulling at the cords connecting them, letting him fall to the floor dead.

Dragging herself up and out of the basement, she stopped at the top of the flight of stairs. He was in her house. He was standing in the middle of her living room, nearly as tall as the cealing garbed in his usual dark clothing. Even without looking straight at him, she knew his expression would have a hint wonderment, happiness, and longing. She looked to be ignoreing him, but they both knew that if she looked right at him he would disappear.
After walking through the kitchen she went over the low gate dividing the kitchen from the living room, and turned to face the hall.
"I see," she whispered coldly,
"will you tell them?"
He continued to stair at her.
The moments were breif yet seemed to last.
He finally shook his head. She caught it in her peripheral vision, then he turned to leave.
He stopped as she spoke.
"Thank you. I owe you one."

Don't break my boken heart
Don't wash away my tear
Just knowing you are near
Makes my happiness disappear

I hold your spirit close
Hoping you'll leave it be
'Cause we all know inside your head...
Your mind is dead...

*Grining with malicious intent, she whispers*
"Todays the day the teddy bears have their picnic..."
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Whipping the blood off the knife, she replaced it into her boot sheath
as she walked away from the house she had entered not to long ago.
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Laughing she turn just as the fires were there highest...
"I love my job" she replied to the voices only she could hear.

He walks along the darkend street
that has long since been forgotten.
With perpouse he put one foot down, then another.
His cane in front, as if leading the way.
His ears straining to here the steps behind him.
For he knows he is being followed,
and is determind to find out who.

I'm standing there unmoving, unable to talk, unable to breath.
Just standing there seeing and listening to the days passing by.
Stuck in time as if under glass.
Wanting to join them, unknowing that they can't see me,
can't feel me as they pass by.
Unable...

Sketch a song with burning blood
Sketch a song with gore
Sketch a song with dead people
Who've been lying on the floor

Happy. If glanced from far away, that is what you will not only see but believe. Always goffing off, playing, entertaining and enjoying all that surrounds him. Actions of a man who needs others to see only what he wants them to. Passed events be damned he is there to show anyone who sees that life can and will be as happy as it should have been. Only his closest have seen his fears and sorrows. Passed scares run deep, and only deep. When one hits the surface you can be sure not even the best of detectives and ninjas can find him. When in areas he considers safe zones, because he doesn't have the weight of a strangers gaze upon him, he can become easily frustrated. Even though he may have his querks, he is there for you when you need him no matter his own condition. His soul may be scared, but that is where his beauty lies.

Xerkxes Therisont Galestin.