COMMOUVERE

COMMOUVERE

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Darkness... Everything around me is made out of darkness. Why, why do I have to be the one that's going through all of this, why is every person in my life I get a little attached to ending up dead and the most important question; Why am I still even here. I mean... I can just end it all. Right here and right now, there is not one person left that cares about me anyways. It's all because of that stupid, stupid deal my 'family' made before I was born. Ever since I was young I felt this emptiness. an emptiness that stayed with me and inside me, an emptiness that was so empty my heart hurt with every single breath I took. I couldn't bare with it anymore, i just couldn't. It was too hard for me to accept it and deal with it. So I ran. I ran far far away. But... I ran into the wrong direction. I ran towards a place that was even darker. Darker than the memories that were imprinted in my head, darker than the black that was inside my mind and my soul... I drowned into darkness.
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Forever

Unable to age, unable to die. So many people want me, but they can't have me. They want to experiment on me and use my blood to make more people like me. They want an army, an army that will take over humanity. An army that will end the world. I am a fighter, I work alone. But I have more problems then just them chasing me to worry about. I'm looking for something, wanting to be someone else, I'm hunting for my freedom. I don't want this, I don't want this life. This live and never die or age crap, I'm done with it. I can never love a man because we won't die old together, I want freedom from this. I walk around everyday seeing families, happy and smiling; it kills me inside. I want that, but I can't have that. I can't have that because of this curse, because of this group of people trying to catch me, use me. I may be human but we all know I'm beyond important. Others think it's incredible! I hate it, I want out, I want to be free.. But can I ever truly be?

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