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A warm fool slain by the hands of a women who he loved. He juggled the sharpest knives for her...she smiled she laughed she wondered. This Jester was ridiculed amongst the kings and princes of the kingdom and they Spoke " She will never be yours for i will take her and destroy you". The Jester Stood up high and smiles and so he spoke back"I know not of what you speak I was only entertaining her. One of the princes became infuriated by his pure smile and stopped ridiculing only to start to beat and batter him until he bled " Your only a fool your chances of love are so dim they are impossible to see". So they spat and left and there he laid he arose with a smile on his face. The woman held a blanket to his face and gave him a kiss on the forehead " Humble fool your to sweet to be treated as such and your smile is best seen without blood in between your teeth but i must go till morrow we shall meet again ". beaten and bruised he laid under a bright colored fall season tree feeling the red and orange leaves kiss his bloody face " May i sleep well tonight may i dream about her" and as he slept he cried in his dreams missing her. As the woman layed in her chamber brushing her beautiful dark hair she looked out her window gazing at the tree he was laying under when one of the kings came into her bedroom intoxicated " You wrenched whore i will make you pay for your flirtatiousness to that disgusting pitiful fool" he grabbed the woman by her hair and pulled her to the bed and beat her with his armored fist with a drunk smile on his face and began to strip her. "Ive sent the rest of them to kill that damn jester i will eat tonight with his head on my spike" . The Woman was so shocked to the point to where she could barely speak and as he un-armored himself to get ready to dominate her there was a knocking " my lord we have his head may we enter " from an unknown voice. "AH YES PLEASE COME IN " and as he looked at the woman he spoke with such hatred" When I'm done with you whore you may kiss the Jester all you want ENTER". Smoke spat out through the keyhole and the door knob turned slowly and the door creeked open and all that was heard were bells and blunt drop of something. It was the head of the prince that beat the Jester and he king laid in a shock " MY SON YOU FOOL YOU KILLED THE PRINCE YOU KILLED MY SON " The fog cleared up and there was the jester wearing red and black and a smile on a face covered with blood. He pulled out wooden stakes and on them was the heads of all the kings and princes and he dropped them in front of the king. " They lost my Game would you like to try it ?" The Arose from the petrified woman and drew out a long sharp heavy sword and the Jester Drew out 2 silver Daggers . " When i kill you and avenge my fallen brethren i will take this wench and kill her as well" The Jester didn't say a word all he could is smile . The King threw his long sword at him and at the split second of good timing he caught the sword in his teeth and to the surprise of the king he started to run. The Jester Glanced at him once in a hypnotic glare that stunned him and he fell to the floor . The Jester spoke only this "looks like i won the game which is odd because normally i dont play with the dice of life but i made an exception just for you" and he rose and stabbed the king repeatedly with his silver daggers. He pulled the Daggers out of the kings blood ridden corpse and glanced at the woman " I love you with all my heart but Ive slain those out of vengeance and therefore i cannot go on maybe i will see you soon " he knelt over and kissed her lips and wiped away the blood he rose the dagger above his head and pierced his chest and he passed on . She cried and placed his head on her lap and stroked his hair back kissed his forehead.

I know of no Blasphemy but you taint me with your dark blood . kiss me with your bloody lips of the slain and fallen for I have no place. Will you Take me into your arms and caress me with your claws. All and over we fall together into my home my darkness my sanitarium. My home is my head ,but they tried to change me but only to find out they were devoured by my black hole the warm call the soul. My pale scarred sin reminds of when i was warm... like a new born child I was warm , but i take comfort in you because your warm . This warmth could only come from the fires of those who kill. You Bite my neck with a feeling of orgasmic hatred and you torture me with a frown,but why because I smile when you torture me. You scream in my face asking me why I won't cry ,but Ive already told you my tears all dried out from when i was warm all i could do is smile at you. I love you as much as the warm hate me so will you be my Forsaken.

As a child you open your eyes ,but you see nothing.The years go by like minutes ,and yet you still go on wondering whats wrong. I am the Forsaken Fool that makes you laugh and smile but you never understand my burdens nor will anyone. My smile makes me sick I know not of the meaning of Happiness