Everyone dies, some just outrun it better than others.

"She is a pet that sleeps in my bed, rolls onto her back to please me, and gets on her knees when I demand it." "A bitch can get manipulated just as easily, she just has a vendetta once she finds out." **** Empires rise and fall. The world crumbles and people die. Powers change and champions are made. Bodies are cremated and the world keeps turning. Burn Rome burn; the Queen demands it.

Everyone has something that kills them inside. The only difference is some people have the illusion of family while others don't even have that anymore.

"When your brother finds out what I do to you behind his back we're dead." "Then maybe I should stay on my knees so he doesn't notice." *** Everyone wants to see the sunset. It's something so beautiful and enthralling; so close but so far. I've been running after my sunset like my life depended on it. He's in my bed but not my heart, and I don't think he will ever be. If he was, we would both pay an unimaginably penalty. Then again, don't the best things come from under dangerous circumstances, waiting for the hatchet to drop? So I'll keep hunting, but some prizes are never meant to be captured.