Here we have spike thinking of Dru. This would be evil Spike. Well, this could happen anytime in the story line
go ahead and do what ever you want in your thinking. Also None of these chars belong to me and no worries
a new part of the Xmen/Buffy cross over will becoming soon.
Dru
By Lilly Rose
Her dreams are all nightmares to me, her feelings are all thoughts to me. Her tears blood upon my skin. Everything she says, seems like nothing but fears.
Why do I stay near her? Why do I try to be away? What madness am I living in. Just a wild kind of person, who seems to dance in a fire. The fire seems alive to me, it seems to dance on my candle stick.
Her dark eyes seem to hold everything from the evil to the good in this world. It's like she knows everything but does she know me? Every little thing, that moves deep down in this dark shell that is my form?
Does she know that I dream of her at night, the night that I live in, the night I died in.
Mother, lover and sometimes she is what I hate. Why do I gave into everything that she is. Wild freaking magick that is her, that will always be her. Did I lose my heart as well as my soul. She's uncontrollable,
sweet light just like wind, evil, fast blood trusty just like any other sin.
go ahead and do what ever you want in your thinking. Also None of these chars belong to me and no worries
a new part of the Xmen/Buffy cross over will becoming soon.
Dru
By Lilly Rose
Her dreams are all nightmares to me, her feelings are all thoughts to me. Her tears blood upon my skin. Everything she says, seems like nothing but fears.
Why do I stay near her? Why do I try to be away? What madness am I living in. Just a wild kind of person, who seems to dance in a fire. The fire seems alive to me, it seems to dance on my candle stick.
Her dark eyes seem to hold everything from the evil to the good in this world. It's like she knows everything but does she know me? Every little thing, that moves deep down in this dark shell that is my form?
Does she know that I dream of her at night, the night that I live in, the night I died in.
Mother, lover and sometimes she is what I hate. Why do I gave into everything that she is. Wild freaking magick that is her, that will always be her. Did I lose my heart as well as my soul. She's uncontrollable,
sweet light just like wind, evil, fast blood trusty just like any other sin.