A/N: Well lookie what I found! I was going through my old school assignments and I found this poem that I wrote about Emmeryn and Gangrel in February of last year. Clearly I enjoyed their conversation in the Hot Spring Scramble or something! Hopefully this old thing isn't too terrible to read...
So enjoy!
She watches him, a halo shining on her face
So full of bitterness and anger, yet
After years of rioting, he's learning his place
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She is always watching him with gentle concern
Her sharp eyes miss nothing, always turned outward
She sees the red stain on his hands, the scars on his heart
For some reason, everyone finds forgiving him hard
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He's so alone, so alone and very sad
She will help him, tame him, comfort him
For deep down, he's not truly bad
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He watches her too, horns of gold rising through a field of red
She should stay away from him, shun him, hate him
It's because of his deeds that they're both worse than dead
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If only he was well and truly finished!
Then he wouldn't have to live through her endless "Forgiveness"
He never asked for her oh so exalted help
And he could never understand her boundless kindness
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Her presence torments him, worse than a real curse
The guilt eats him alive as he sees her broken into rubble
He doesn't understand her, and never will
All he ever brought her was trouble
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Around and around, these two will go
Endlessly cycling around one another
Bonded by fate, as some would claim so
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He twisted, and sinful, She holy and good
Cursed to finish the race of life together
They can never go back to what they had
Living with their choices both now and forever