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This is the poem Oothoon should have spoken to Theotormon. I would have liked a little guilt on her behalf!
"The Eternal Human Sorrow"
Where but lie thy guilt?
I betray, I break and I destroy.
How can I live with such pain only created by my selfish, pleasures?
The eternal cries I hear within my ashamed soul.
The eternal cries I hear in his.
I mourn.
For how can such desires and pleasure arrive one at a place far beyond suffering of reached by humanity.
Bleeding hearts. My tormented spirit.
I mourn for decision now irreversable.
One cannot deal with this alone.
Far beyond any human emotion or sense can heal this aching self.
I apologize.
I shed tears into an ocean, and when such day arrives that he finds these tears, I will then find renewal.
Broken can NEVER become whole, despite efforts, words, actions or hope.
Faith in a life new.
I regret.
Bleeding souls, but existed never?
A life of dreams now shattered by me.
I crave the touch of human affection- love, not lust.
I need salvation
I live forever changed, forever mourning, forever apologizing, forever regretting, and forever seeking a salvation far beyond what human hands and words can nourish me with.
