De memoires van Cassandra en Cassanova, final chapter.
16-11-2009
If I'm alone I cannot hate
I shall not yield I shall not yield Broken inside dead beyond saving. I cannot yield. You do not love me. Things I want I cannot have. Things I lost I can't have back. Useless creature created by light. Nothing but air, swift loss in sight. Everyone scared when my true nature shows. Too beautiful for earth. No place for me. Everything hurts, I'm dying from the inside out.