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"I guess, I'm trying reform myself.
I once thought more like you do,
merciliously slaying any who were an enemy.
However, I slowly came to realize,
that my instincts were leading me astray.
What I really wanted, wasn't their death."

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A dream lingers,
A fantasy remains.

I lie, dreaming of fantasies I could never have.
Dreaming of a lover's touch.
Wishing I could be desired as much as those characters in fiction are.
None seem to really want me.
Who I am, is worthless.
I am unable to act,
All I do is observe and contemplate.
I rely upon others to do everything.

I do not know of anyone who would consider such dependance a good thing.