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AUTHOR'S NOTE: I actually wrote this for La Femme Nikita, but it also
seems to fit Wolverine (somehow) - this is the plot: imagine Logan
being a vampire (well, at least try to!), finally too exhausted and
tired to go on one more day after all WeaponX has taken from him and
made him into.
Please REVIEW and let me know how little sense this whole story/poem makes!
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When dawn is coming…
Eternal dark comes over me,
aside my head, a light glows dim.
Creeping – steals my memory,
I try to laugh, and give a grim.
It wants to make me beg,
to save my life through lies.
Tries to make me weak and sag;
cheats me with false advice.
For all my life, spent as a fool
weak and coward as could be,
this time I won't be ruled,
soon dawn fulfils my destiny.
Been a coward and too afraid to tell,
what I haven't done because of fear.
This time I'm going to break the spell
only myself has brought me here.
No one's left for me to blame,
have to grow over myself and me,
can't tell someone kept me in enchained
and led me to all insanity.
Dawn's approaching, the sun will come to see,
will burn my skin releases my soul,
takes up what's been meant to be
the release, deserved after all.
Open the doors I'm coming in
will be the slave of mine.
Punishment for all my sins;
the relief, for what I pine.