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(Drows are fantasy charecters that live underground....its said that they are a cold fighting blood thirsty race...so here is a bit of contrast...)
Do Drows ever love?
Most say they do not
But have you met me?
I’d love you on the spot!
I believe differently
Maybe that is why
I was never accepted into society
Though without love, I would definitely die
Don’t turn me away
Because of my pitch black skin and white hair
Don’t abandon my kisses and me
I’ll even love you with skin so fair
For I care for everyone
Its what I live for, that is my fate
To blow kisses to my neighbors
Though I never once ended up with a mate
I only wish to be held
And to be told I’m loved too
Why am I shunned for caring?
And that that my small home will never be accompanied by two
I have my own magic
And I have my own sword
Though I was ordered to kill
And Lolth I no longer adored
Why so much hatred?
Why so much pain…
That was how we were brought up
And everyone calls me insane
I just wished to be cared about…
Heh…that’s something to hope for
Though our goddess is not pleased
So my heart remains sore
Do Drows ever love?
Most say they do not…
But what about me?
Am I the only drow that a heart seeks not?
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