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Heart, can you shut the fuck up?

Stop making me feel things please.

It's hard enough to feel that buildup

Of pressure I that already don't have time to free

So please stop, for this I have no desire

It has done us no good, no joy wrought

Please jump off a cliff, or jump into the fire

For too long against you I have fought.

I just want to have myself some peace

I don't want to die, for it all to end

I just don't want this anymore, I wish it would cease.

But I don't want to leave my friends.

Day by day I feel that tugging embrace

I feel it stronger, I hear its’ whispers

I don't know how long it is that I can face

That which I love without feeling hindered

Please take it back, don't let me feel this

Please, I beg of you, for both our sakes

I just want the quiet life and you're making me FUCKING PISSED

FUCK YOU LOVE, FUCK YOU JOY, IN MY HEART YOU'VE NO MORE PLACE

AND NO, FUCK YOU HEART

YOU'VE BEEN FUCKING US OVER FROM THE START

NO YOU CAN'T LIKE OUR FRIEND, THAT'S A DUMBASS GODDAMNDED MOVE

THEY'RE INTO GIRLS AND YOU'RE A FUCKING DUDE

KEEP IT UP AND IT'LL RUIN THE FRIENDSHIP MY GUY

NO DON'T TELL ME “WHAT IF WE GAVE IT A TRY”

NO YOU IDIOT THAT'S NOT HOW ANY OF THIS WORKS

I DON'T GIVE A SHIT IF WE'RE FEELING SPARKS

But I also don't want to be alone

Can you settle for friends?

Please, we can't do this on our own

Lest the story come to a swift end

An Unwanted Desire

Why must these feelings do this to me?

I have no desire for them to continue to be.

I have lost too much to risk what I gained.

His love is not mine, that fact will remain.

Nor is it owed, I'm in no position for it at all

That I want it still burns a hole in my soul.

His sight still sets my heart alight, and if he thought to see it right, I know I may - I know I might, just wish it still, for just one night.

I wish it were but it cannot be,

I cannot escape the melancholy.

I will endure, a steadfast bulwark, his sturdy wall

But I do wish I could be free of it all.

His love is not mine, and I make no plea.

I just wish that from that hope my heart would be free.

Let me tell you a tale, a tale I'm sure you know well,

But alas I'm here today and it's this tale I tell

You know of the monster that committed that sin

For this is the tale of one Herman Globin

But there's more to the story than what's at the end 

Because there's plenty that led up to that, my dear friend.

You may know him as vile, devourer of kin,

But he had quite a story with much drama therein.

He wasn't always some blob in a tub, 

He was in fact known to be quite the stud!

He was embraced and found his new desire profound

And no one would stop him, at least no one around 

He was found by someone, to most it's a blunder,

But fear not my dears, because he then fucked the hunter!

They went out to get drinks and they had a great time

He offered his place, they said “no we'll go to mine”

Which is good because he had no place of which to speak

If they accepted, the outcome would be much more bleak.

He went off to adventure, and he found a hot dude

Were they a guy? At this point he thought asking was rude.

They were already down and he didn't know that 

The one he was boning was really sabbat! 

Not that it meant much, Herman was freshly turned

But his reputation as horrid had not yet been earned.

More on that later, but later is soon

Till then, know that the prince did then swoon!

For Herman had went and put on all his charm

And spent quite some time on the dear prince's right arm

One thing no one's sure if they really do know

Was there ever any truth to whether he laid the garou?

Sources are varied, and each one tells a story

But I'm leaning towards yes for this allegory.

Alas, this is where the downfall will start

With the breaking of the prince's (and regent's) poor hearts.

The prince found him, Herman, in bed with his foes

And they all did run off (to where, no one knows)

Herman had munchies but no Kine were around

Herman wasn't too picky. You can guess what he found.

Yes it was kindred, one after another

Alas now it has stained the soul of that lover.

Five that we know were drained of heart's blood

But the dam inside Herman could not handle the flood

It was also the demon, that part played a role

A baali’s blood isn't one you want in your soul.

This brings us to what you've most likely now heard, 

That Herman the monster no longer does stir

But he lived a good life with only some (big) regrets

Alas his poor choices now none will forget.

And really I'm not sure how he even survived

Because he (long before he actually did) should have died

Draining not one, but five other kin

It's not just bloodlust, he's stupid as sin

None should see him as a poor sorry sod

For even in death, he might be off to fuck god