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Visions inside my head captured in poetry, trying to create the illusion. Trying to live the dream.
It Wasn't Time

Civil Angel '03

{ Buffy�s thoughts when telling Spike she was in heaven... }

After that horrible shout of pain,
everything was silent.
The environment was somehow plain.
But it was beautiful, absent

Then I thought, that it was time.
Finally my time for release.
My time for eternal sun to shine;
nothing but enormous peace.

Only once in my life,
have I felt so complete.
It�s now, after my biggest strife.
I no longer have to compete.

Can you guess what came first?
At first came my tears.
Like waves of happiness, it burst.
I felt lighter than in years.

A piece of heaven was granted for me.
It felt like flying.
I thought it was meant to be.
But again, the world was lying.

It was too good to be for real.
I must have known it by now.
My life is nothing but surreal.
It goes right were winds blow.

I�m telling this to you and I don�t know why.
For me you were nothing but poison.
Then well, you know what it is to die,
maybe that is my reason.

It�s quite funny when you think.
You of all the people.
You who stole that ring (Amarra),
To get a chance to do some...well, evil.

The only ones seen me truly weak,
are meant to be my enemies.
The ones I can truly speak,
have already lived few centuries.
Why am I given time once more?
Destined to continue that half-life of mine?
Taking back the mask I wore?

It definitely wasn�t time...

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