Burning inside with violent anger
you kept to yourself in lonesome solitude
With the exception of Jenova
there was no one in your life
The loneliness sugbsided as you fell further into darkness
blood and carnage is how you filled your life
slaughter became what you so desired
nothing gave you more pleasure
Than the sensation of life slipping through your cold merciless fingers
Burnin inside with violent anger
no remorese for what you had done
(part 2)
Then one day you decided
that you would take an apprentince
searching the land you came upon a young girl....
a young girl with blood-red eyes and long brown hair
She had potential to be deadly
you began to feel different
somehow around her you felt better
as you gazed into her eyes
you were over come with emotion
What was this emotion?
the same emotion you felt for mother?
no.....this emotion was stronger
this emotion was......love
(part 3)
The one-winged-angel
who never cared for another form of life
no creature diserved to live
especially mortal scum
thoes scum.....
with their worthless, pitiful lives
and...yet...somehow...
one of thoes scum had stolen your heart.......
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