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You, the ebony haired dancer, have hurt me more than anyone of this century ever could, but I will rise from the ashes. I will never again be burned by the flames of your fake love. You were my empress, but my kingdom will not crumble to the ground just because my heart has. While I have not fallen for a woman for 200 years, you are but a child who will never understand the true sacrifice of love. Yet, this time I will not hold you when your world comes tumbling down. I will not be a slave to you or your mother. I will be a true leader that the world expects of me, and I will survive. You will regret your decision one day for no one could love you like I have, but when you truly realize everything, I will be gone and eventually you will know and understand what it feels like to be rejected and hurt by the one you love most. When this rejection comes, the pain will be too much for you to bear and I will not comfort you. In such pain, nothing will comfort you. I am vindicated because I would never leave you, I would love you always and forever, and I am a man of honorable love and you...are but a spoiled child who will never know what real love is.</i> | You, the ebony haired dancer, have hurt me more than anyone of this century ever could, but I will rise from the ashes. I will never again be burned by the flames of your fake love. You were my empress, but my kingdom will not crumble to the ground just because my heart has. While I have not fallen for a woman for 200 years, you are but a child who will never understand the true sacrifice of love. Yet, this time I will not hold you when your world comes tumbling down. I will not be a slave to you or your mother. I will be a true leader that the world expects of me, and I will survive. You will regret your decision one day for no one could love you like I have, but when you truly realize everything, I will be gone and eventually you will know and understand what it feels like to be rejected and hurt by the one you love most. When this rejection comes, the pain will be too much for you to bear and I will not comfort you. In such pain, nothing will comfort you. I am vindicated because I would never leave you, I would love you always and forever, and I am a man of honorable love and you...are but a spoiled child who will never know what real love is.</i> | ||
Revision as of 19:51, 10 October 2014
“Everyone sees what you appear to be, few experience what you really are.”
“Entrepreneurs are simply those who understand that there is little difference between obstacle and opportunity and are able to turn both to their advantage.”
― Niccolo Machiavelli, The Prince
You, the ebony haired dancer, have hurt me more than anyone of this century ever could, but I will rise from the ashes. I will never again be burned by the flames of your fake love. You were my empress, but my kingdom will not crumble to the ground just because my heart has. While I have not fallen for a woman for 200 years, you are but a child who will never understand the true sacrifice of love. Yet, this time I will not hold you when your world comes tumbling down. I will not be a slave to you or your mother. I will be a true leader that the world expects of me, and I will survive. You will regret your decision one day for no one could love you like I have, but when you truly realize everything, I will be gone and eventually you will know and understand what it feels like to be rejected and hurt by the one you love most. When this rejection comes, the pain will be too much for you to bear and I will not comfort you. In such pain, nothing will comfort you. I am vindicated because I would never leave you, I would love you always and forever, and I am a man of honorable love and you...are but a spoiled child who will never know what real love is.
