The Darkness, Allan Deya [best autobiographies to read .txt] 📗

I am what I am and make no apologies for it.
You are who you are and should be proud of it.
We are different and at war; yet we are at one
And with you I find peace.

The rage that is my curse and the thirst that is yours.
The death that is our destiny and the pain that we endure
The emptiness; the loneliness; the years; the tears
Have but one exacerbation, one cure
To cause more sting in the world that it can endure

Until now anyway. Until you.
***


To live forever is a wonderful gift
As well as the ultimate curse
For the price it demands,
The way in which you pay.

Survival for the fittest
Man eat man; dog beat dog
Kill or be killed
It’s either me or them.

And for a hundred years I have
Killed and not been killed
Eaten men.

But I cannot do that anymore
To simply survive the undead
Is no longer enough
I want to live through the ages
With my undead

For what is forever but a black hole
If I have to spend it without him.
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It would be instant death
If ever they were to discovered
A gruesome and grueling torture-some death.
He is Wolf. She is Bat.

Both creatures of the night
Both oddities of life.
As alike as seeds from one sire
As apart as the day and the night.

At war since eternity
Fated to war till infinity
Children of the blood; Warriors of the night.

But they found each other.
But they found love.
Reason enough, if ever one was asked
To stop and smell the death
That has been wrought upon them by them.

And look instead to life and companionship.

Publication Date: 08-19-2010

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Dedication:
For those who will pursue love no matter the obstacles.