Falling For The Dead

'How could you joke about talking to him? He just died yesterday.'

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He was sent to find an honest love,

It was a difficult mission, delivered from above.

For who would love the dead which they cannot see?

Which they cannot feel, for which they cannot hear?

Why, the answer is simple, my dear,

It is me.

At first I was scared, I will not deny,

But I found my situation different as time passed by,

Wherever I am, he will roam,

He mocked, he talked, he walked me home.

Despite the cold, I felt warmer than ever,

Cocooned in his arms on the first snowfall of December,

His words are warm as they express his emotions,

He is perfect as himself, he is God's wonderful creation,

My fighting spirit leaks out,

Every time his blissful lips had touched my innocent mouth,

But to resist I will try and I shall try,

For he is a spirit and I am alive,

I vow to save myself from submission,

For he will be,
my one and only greatest destruction...

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I am Karma's daughter, the heir of The Balance presently reigned over by Deuxus, the primordial god of balance.

I am next in line for restoring the balance, however, things aren't all dandelions and daisies.

Yep. No one's to blame though, who ever said it was easy to be Karma or Deus Ex Machina? More importantly, who ever said it was easy to be their daughter?