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I have no idea. [06 Jun 2002|02:48am]
[ mood | weird ]

Untitled Song

As I look down the plateau
There's so many things that I've yet to know
Constantly debating the way I should get there
Lost in a thought with an empty spare
Then I clutch a vision of the way I wanna be livin'
Lookin' for a way, but it's already been given
A love in the highest form, deeper than all
Tells me that I can let go and so I fall
Deep into a state of mine where misery and hate are the last things you'd find

Feels like the sky is starting to smile
Though it's only been a moment, it seems like it's been a while
The clock stops tickin', the lights come out
One of God's most beautiful creatures begins to open his mouth

And in the sweetest melody, caught in the bliss
I put my mouth to his and get lost in a kiss
These moments are the only things I want to remember
Until we make it to our paradise come late December

What dreams may come, I'll tell you which ones
Dreams filled with light, lit by a billion suns
Along with this light comes heat to sustain life
The only way I could make it through the struggle and strife
Physical and spiritual, as one forever
Might leave this earth someday, but we'll always be together
'Cause that look in our eyes is coming with us
Though life seems like a hell, our lives we can trust
'Cause they are entertwined like a celtic cross
The only thing that can lead man through the land of the lost
There is no crack in the combo to this love
It's locked in forever like the olive branch and the dove
Being taken to new levels which I'll always remember
Taken with me on our path to paradise, come late December

And in the sweetest melody, caught in the bliss
I put my mouth to his and get lost in a kiss
These moments are the only things I want to remember
Until we make it to our paradise come late December

I'm calling to you, come take me tonight
All that we feel is so true and so right
I need you now, tomorrow, and forever
We lit the flame the first moment, we were together
It burns in our hearts
So strong we could never be apart
I'm lost in heaven when I look in your eyes
Our love has more beauty than all the angels in the skies

feel free to make fun of me now. ;)

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I'm so proud of myself. [06 Jun 2002|12:41am]
[ mood | accomplished ]

Oz is already here.

I work wonders. All I had to do was growl, threaten his life, and poof he shows up.

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Beware: Brood alert. [05 Jun 2002|11:19am]
[ mood | nostalgic ]

It's funny, how out of nowhere, you remember the things you miss the most.

You get out of bed, get dressed, walk downstairs, get a cup of coffee, and then out of nowhere it hits you. Even if you haven't thought about this certain thing for about over two years? Maybe one. It had sliced through me out of nowhere. The memories. I stood in front of Cordy's desk, with my cup of coffee, and I was just lost. Lost in certain things. It's funny how I miss him. He was one of my best friends. One of the best and true ones I ever had in my life... well un-dead life. Sure at times he annoyed me...

That was in the beginning. I grew accustomed to seeing him in the morning. Hearing him whine about the visions. Him then whining about needing something to drink. I enjoyed him interrupting my brooding sessions, to try and get me to not brood.

It's funny how you get used to something, it goes away.

It goes away. And usually in the worst sort of ways.

Cordy is looking at me weird now.

I hate how things come back to haunt you. Make you want to just hide. Maybe I should just hide myself in my room and brood all day. But I can't. I have work. People to save. Maybe no one will notice my little nostalagic moment. Probably.

*looks at icon* kind of nice, isn't it?

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It pumps into your blood, like a perfect drug... [05 Jun 2002|12:21am]
[ mood | good ]

There's something about the rush of a fight. I don't care if it's a vampire or demon, or hell even some idiotic human being trying to be cooler than he actually is by doing some evil thing. It's when you're out there, weapon in hand, fighting... that's one of the best feelings I've actually ever felt. When the person/thing you're fighting is down on the ground, you standing up, you know you've won the battle - that's like a drug.

Kind of like hunting. You sneak up on your prey and pounce them. There's always this big chase. And you always come out on top, of course after getting your share of scratches, wounds and pain. But in the end, you are the one to triumphant.

And you're the triumphant warrior that won the battle.

Well I assume, I should do this thing called sleep. Even though, it's still early for me to head to bed. Remember us vampires got a different sleeping scheldue than you humans. But I also have a new case to work on tomorrow, according to Gunn.

Sleep it is.

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[04 Jun 2002|08:52pm]
[ mood | bored ]

I honestly don't get how Cordelia can talk about certain things. And I'm not talking about her babble for an hour or something like that, I'm talking for a whole lot of hours. Repetitive babbling. That goes on until you feel like your head is going to explode. I don't even remember what it was about today. Hmm. Something about how demons shouldn't be able to sneak up on someone and attack them, because that is in her words: "is rude", I tried to block her out, but I don't think I was able to do it.

But besides that, I guess today was okay.

Although how many times can a person say this: "Hi, Angel Investigations. We help the helpless, how can we help you?" without going completely insane, to the point where you just want to scream? I heard Cordy answer the phone like that, about 20 times today. And she did it while checking on her nails. I don't get it. Humans.

And my song selection is a good choice.

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Well, hmm. [03 Jun 2002|10:31pm]
[ mood | anxious ]

I don't actually have anything to post about.

Except that Spike is here. Hmm.

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