Because I love you. Don't you get it? Not because Cassandra is a part of you and Coroebus is a part of me. I love you because you are Nadira. The strange beautiful Nadira. The Nadira that has such hatred for me it kills to see the anger in your eyes whenever you even glance at me. I love Nadira. Not Cassandra. I love you.
~ Atarah L. Poling
I don't feel strong anymoreI feel like falling to my knees.Things aren't the way they were before,They're not the way they're supposed to be.
I yearn to make these scars disappearAnd to forget about the past.To throw away all of my fearsAnd to be happy at last.
This is where I belong, burning in these flames. For everything I have done wrong, I know I am to blame.
Within my reflection I see tears, for what I see is the truth, are my greatest fears.
What am I to do?What is my destiny?I have no idea, not a clueFeeling lost and empty.What is my dream?What is my future?I beg thee to listen to me,I beg thee to answer.
Death, everyone fears it in one way or another but when I stood in front of it myself, face to face, I felt no fear.
