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Spike's POV
Dissapointments
There are many disappointments in life.
I've experienced most of them in spite.
I have many wounds
just 'cause I'm doomed.
I am one of the undead;
My bones as brittle as lead.
I have eternal life
for I am a creature of the night.
A Vampire, immortal.
But sadly, one of my loves is mortal.
Eventually she will die.
And when she does, I will cry.
Love is horrible, love is great.
Sometimes love can make you hate.
Loves hurts; I know.
I was "beneath" Cecily 122 years ago.
Sadly, she died.
But I did not cry.
She was mean to me.
But that she did not see.
I experienced her death.
Everything was a mess.
There was blood everywhere.
Some had even gotten in my hair.
Drucilla had screamed with joy
to see what destruction could come from her toy.
I was one of her dolls.
She sired me, after all.
Wishing joyfully
that it would be
just her and me.
AN: i wrote this out of boredrome at 2:00 in the morning, so don't bug me.