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As the year runs out, I reflect.

What made of my past years? What is to come?



These two questions... while pointing in completely different directions, will always be similar.



My past... while very great in this life, I do wonder of my past lives. Those years are long lived out. Much is forgotten over time.

But I so long to remember... for if I remember now, maybe it shall be easier in the next round. My past is so great, it does overwhelm me at times. But I shall never give up the struggle.

The struggle made by my forbidden mind.

To live, die, and live again is such a great honor. More so than one could have ever dreamed to accomplish.

Yet I and the others find it a way of life nowadays.

But to never remember? To never record or find again? Then I ask you- what purpose did our deeds have? To be forgotten over time...

'tis true, they shall never be forgotten. But that is only of one simple way.

This new idea is much more than that. But, in yet another sense, much less.

We shall remember someday. Our purposeful rest made sure of it when we were brought into the mourn of a new age.

We are together now. And while I so wish it were enough to commit the soul act of focusing on the future, it is not so.



My future.

It is somewhat bright, that piece was obvious from the beginning. But what of it?

What lies ahead for us? Shall we conquer? Fail?

I do not know.

Of course it would be joyous to conform the idea of steadily progressing... but I do fear it is not the way to be.

The fortune of the age may appear great, but only time will tell. Fortunately, time itself is on our side this time. Perhaps the beings shall record what they have found... in hopes to be rediscovered once they return in the next time.

We must not lose sight. We have been thinking of the happy times quite often. But what shall we make of the grim? We must be prepared.

Of course they have full knowledge of this idea. I only hope it shall be enough for a full victory.

We are a proud kind. And in the future shall continue to be.

I shall protect in the future. Shall shelter and provide comfort. Just as I have always done. But what of our lives? What of the way of life as we did know it?

I do not have much to say now. Why, I believe I have run out of words. For this piece has not been lived yet. But it shall.

We are together. I wish it were enough to commit the soul act of focusing on the past, but it is not so.

That moment.

When everything is just perfect, just bliss.



It feels magical, doesn't it?

the way that everything in your life can just seem to be going exactly the way you wished it to be.

You pray it'll last forever. You've fought for so long, you cherish the reward until the very end.

You are flying on clouds of passion. Nothing can bring you down from this high. You feel safe, and wanted. Surrounded by people that will always watch your back.



That moment.

When everything is so terribly broken, you haven't a clue where to go next.



It feels like black magic, doesn't it?

The way that everything in your life is hopelessly gone, with no trace in exsistence how to get it back.

You feel lost. Confused.

You wish you could just close your eyes and make it all go away. Little did you know that everyone would turn their back on you. Now all you have left is your tears, and even they betray you now as they show your weakness.



Now I ask you, my dear friend. If every moment was like the first, how would it ever be special? How would it ever feel the same as those first few seconds, when you were able to expierence such happiness?

But do not fret. Everything has a balance- it's how the world is. You will not suffer forever. And, when you do, know that you will be rewarded one day.



Just be cautious.

For you see, not everyone will love you. Not everyone will worship the ground you walk on, or even clear the path for you.

But I will help you. And there will always be others by you.

We just have to find them.

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LordWolf
15:22 Dec 26 2009

you have good friends...and those that will always love you.....

no matter what.

~W~

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typeopositive
22:38 Dec 26 2009

I agree with Wolf.... you DO have friends, WE are here.

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The days grow shorter, as does the vibe.

The household spirit that once surrounded me and warmed my toes now tries to stab my in the back as I lay here.



My dark room is all I have left that belongs to me here.

This is my sanctuary, and I call on it now.

But where is my promised reply?

Was that lost too?



Then there is no hope for me here. I must get out.

Be who I truly am, while riding the winter air all the way. I will fly.



The waiting is devouring me. Attacking my sanity as I sit here, defenseless. Tell me- what does one do from here?

How is she supposed to last in this state? At times, it feels as if I am dying. And what's worse? im too selfish to keep it to myself.



I feel like a monster. A wild animal, ready to kill mercilessly the first victim I see.

Finally.

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LordWolf
15:25 Dec 26 2009

more like a butterfly in its cocoon...just in a state of waiting....growing and changing. in time a butterfly will emerge...a butterfly with wings of such dark rich purple they will appear black to those that dont understand. a butterfly that if a net were to try and take her, would tear the net, and draw the blood of the collector....

a butterfly of great power, of great beauty, and one that will fly wild and free for its entire life....

only to start over again.



eternal

~W~

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vampchica4
15:37 Dec 26 2009

Wow.

Thank you, Wolf. That was beautiful. I know I can trust you

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The fierce warrior is wounded.

She is vulnerable.



And now- now the ones that feared her most are attacking.

The ones that claim to love her are stabbing her in the back. Literally.

And there is nothing she can do to stop them.



Her army is off, a thousand miles away to face their own battles. They are all she has now.

She needs her family.



She is falling.

Dropping into the evil light.

She is screaming, but help will come too late. She knows she must hold on, but to what?



To them.

to her blood family- her only family worth her love.

They Keep her sane. She looks to them for guidance, and support.

They give me life.

Life in the dark- where I was always meant to be.



But what does their life feel like?

Is my family alright? Should I be concerned?

I do not know.

And this is what worries me the most.



I miss my family.

I cry here. Not for my pain, but for ours.

We share the pain. Unfortunately, this does not make it any less.



But my troops will come home soon.

We shall all be together soon.

Then, I will not have to put up with those demons. Those who betrayed me will never be remembered.



But we will. We will remember each other- never forget the feelings we have towards one another.



We were meant to be here.

Unfortunately, we must suck it up.

For now.

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typeopositive
23:42 Dec 07 2009

no matter what happens, Ill catch you when you fall. I will be your shoulder to cry on, the Warrior at your side, defending you with my last breath.

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LordWolf
03:05 Dec 08 2009

even when soldiers are around the world from each other, all soldiers are still family...

and so it is with warriors. the family is strong even when there is great distance. each warrior must fight personal battles, but other warriors will watch their back when they can.

you back may be watched from a distance, but im sure it is watched.

~W~

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Sorrow fills me today.

He lied to me.

She betrayed me.

Everything deserted me.



I stand here, fighting back the rage as it tries to devour my soul. Turn me into an animal, losing all control.

Now is not the time for that.

I am needed elsewhere. Demons call out to me, inviting me to give in.

These monsters know my weaknesses. They know how to seduce me... use me as their queen.



I will be queen. But it is they that will bow down to me. they will be my slaves. If they test me, they shall suffer.

This is our world. Me, and my family.

The sun rises when we tell it to. The full moon moves across the sky exactly as we wish it.



I am not queen yet, but I am one of his dark princesses.

I am his warrior.

We all trust each other, and love one another.

We each have our indivual powers that make us who we are.



You make me who I am, though. They are the reason I am able to stand here and brace for what is to come, until they may stand beside me.



We are the demons now. We are the ones to fear.

You will bow to us.



The end.

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typeopositive
21:54 Dec 04 2009

The ones that hurt us will suffer. Together we shall rise and they will fall before us and tremble.

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