Another one of my crazy epic poem thingies... standard disclaimer applies... I
don't own GW. *sigh* too bad... cuz' if I did you think I would still be
writing these things? Lol, oh well enjoy!

-LOA

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I taught my love to love another.
I never knew that it would hurt so much.
Just seeing him with her;
To just see him courting her.

I left him to her.
And turned to my Ghosts
And my liquor.
I never thought it would hurt this much.

I retreated to my cabin.
And within a week,
Became littered
With bottles and trash.

I had not eaten in that week
Only drinking to sooth the pain.
But as time passed by
Drinking didn't dull the pain.

It's almost five now.
I should have died with the church.
But I will fix that now, with the setting sun.
The gleaming knife will ease the pain.

I watch the sun.
It's setting in all its glory
I'm so tired.
And I close my eyes to wait for the last setting rays.

Drifting,
What does it mean to drift?
I'm waiting,
What does it mean to wait?

Where am I?
I am drifting.
Where am I then?
I am drifting in an endless void.

This place,
This void of darkness,
Has a voice of it own.
Yet it is cold and still.

TBC...........

I hope you enjoyed this little piece... oh and by the way... this is told from
Duo's POV... if I failed to mention that at the top... well R&R!

-LOA