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I remember what it was like to watch you sleep in the morning light, Angelic was that handsome face was yours as it had been kissed gently by the sun. I used to wipe the bangs from your eyes just so that it would startle your breath. It was a peaceful time when we were in love. I love the way you smile at me even though time has passed. I lied when I said I didn’t the that look in your eyes. The one that always brings me to my knees. You took my breath away that day. I know our time has passed and new commitments have been made. I sit here reminsing of things that had come to past. And the dreams that were lost, shattered upon the ground. You kept your respect for me and what we once shared. Since that day I have thought long and hard of what I feel. I realized I grieved the life that was ours, the moments lost in time. You didn’t come back to reclaim what was yours. Though the thought had crossed your mind. The ones that have followed from your wake have quailites that remind me of you. All different facets of the one that stole my heart and tried to give it back. I realize now that even though there are many things that still bind us. There are things that no one can take away. The peace I found in my heart knowing that you still loved me. The happiness in being a friend in your life again, The respect you showed me when you resisted yourself. The ability to let you walk away but not out again.

Shadows pass among the children of the night, We all have our daemons that we bare. Loneliness knows no bounds upon one's soul. Happiness turns to abandonment at a blink of an eye. No answers can be heard in the shadows of the night. Buildings give no solice to those that harbor in the darkness. Gentleness once been told upon once a tortured soul. Precious stolen moments lost with a word. Mind fractured with one's own carelessness. A silent heart cries out that no one hears. Giving up too soon to the darkness with in. A Devilish Angel appears with the promise of hope. He too is ripped away by the daemons of the shadow. His sensual kiss still burns the flesh with passion lost. Leaving his hunger planted deep with in the tortured soul. Never to be claimed or fulfilled. The soul screams as the daemons drag it to their feeding ground. Never resisting their call the daemons feed with their festering touch. The nightmare returns over and over again. Reaching for the light as it escapes the grasp. Giving the shadow it's reward.

A lonely warrior walks the road alone, Feeling hated never knowing love, Casted out by the family, making few friends He travels through his life fighting for the good. A lady stalking the night, she takes her prey to feed the daemon that keeps her. She cannot feel love, She only knows death. The two cross paths but for a brief second. Not seeing the other They go on their separate ways. Never knowing that the two will be one. Time passes and the Great Warrior returns. This time his life in the balance. She throws the one she feeds. Taking the life of the creature that threatens the warrior. By mistake it took the Warrior's life too. So the lady returns the his life, Not knowing what it will bring, She offers friendship to him. A hunter enters their world He targets his prey Having her in his sights, he aims. The Warrior calls him out, he leaves The lady collaspes in the privacy of her room. The warrior follows her, find her there He gathers her up and takes her away To his special place, the one he calls home. She heals under his magic touch. They find each other. Exchanging the life stories of one another They grow closer and closer... Reaching out to one another... He carries a great burden of the one who wishes him dead. The lady saves him again. He gave her the thing that he gave no one, his love. She too loved the great warrior, willing to give her life for him.. His life was taken, and returned for a price. He found his way back to her again and again. Finally they thought that they could be together So they said their vows that made them one. Sharing love and joy and pain. They had their one night. He left her for what supposed to be a minute. Just to drink his tea and remember old friends. The hunter returned with a vengence. Taking from the Lady her love and the one who made her whole. Months passed as she mourned... She realized her warrior had given her two gifts. His love and his children. One good one evil...

Man of mystery haunts my dreams. A jester siting on a fence. Casting his spells upon a lady He watches over her. Protecting her from harm's way. There is an evil that has taken roost. It brings the nightmares and fear The Dream Master leaves the fence. Challenging the daemons from with in. The battle is long fought It takes it's toll The victories are small and far between The Lady's soul is in the balance The Dream Master finally wins Yet he is beaten down standing in the aftermath. She runs to him as he falls to the ground Her tears upon his face as she cries out to the heavens She gently lays him down Calling all the powers at her command, She brings them together. Orchestrating the fores as if they were mere toys Her eyes blinded by the tears. She directs the magic to the fallen master. Praying that she can bring him back. After it is all done , the chants are phrased She waits for some small sign. She does not see the twitch of his hand Exhausted she falls next to him. He arises to find her lying there at his feet. No signs of life from her. She gave him the ultimate price, The only thing that she has was her life. He falls to his knees and vows a sacred vow. The heaven's see them all that has passed. Distraught he prays for her The heaven's hear his plea. As he picks up her lifeless body up A light shines upon them. His prayers have been answered, She is returned to him Never to leave him again.

The Dream Master He walks alone in the shadows of the night. Wandering the land of dreams Heeding the call of those in need He hears the beckons of their plight He guards over them with all his being Protecting his charges from harm. Destroying those that challenge him he stands alone in tortured pain His heart guarded as he would those in need. He must not allow himself the pleasure True to his realm he must stay. For the need is too great for him to be distracted. He is fair and just, kind and caring He has the power of the Nightmare, His dark side unyielding, unforgiven His gentle hand tightly gripped. He destroys those that threaten ones in his care. Fierce as a lion protecting his pride. The Dream Master unleashes his wrath. The horror of the Nightmare is his to command. He yearns for a love that is that is real. For the one that can stand beside him The Lady of the Shadows that stands behind him Until he finds her, He will walk alone. Never to allow one so close The Dream Master remains solitary Full of remorse of what he has missed. Allowing his jester to mask his pain Dream warriors on their watch For the Master's next victim or charge They do his bidding and hear his call. They are loyal and fearlessly true to him alone No one know his sorrow or his pain He finds his solace in the land of Dreams It is the place where he finds his peace He know his heart and remembers love There will come a day when the Dream Master is in pain no more. Until then, he will remain an shadowy figure of the night. Solomn and lonely, part hermit, part jester He is the Master of Dreams