I'm not sorry
Not anymore
I'm a little sad
My eyes are a little sore
I'm not mad
Not like before
I'm dissappointed
I thought you more
The both of you that is
The rest of you that is
Stood in line
To stab this heart of mine
Your actions were daggers
Your words sharpened the blades
Counting on one hand
Who by my side stood strong and stand
Who lifted me after you were done
I was hemmoraging like crazy
Did you think of me?
I was screaming from pains
Did you still think of yourself
Don't dare call me friend
If you can't stand with me in the end
Books 1 & 2 of Never Leave Your Monastery, both in one volume. This Collector's Edition features the ORIGINAL ART of the Author, over 25 hand-drawn illustrations.
Although available elsewhere; the author urges you
Book 3 continues the Commander and the Chief's adventures in political intrigue, superstition, old feuds, and the search of Nikola Tesla's missing papers in this Close Encounter of the Weird Kind.