Is this real?
When I first layed eyes on you, you had only rage and hatred in your eyes for me.
You filled me with fear, called me a monster.
My hatred for you is forever like this curse.
But you made my dead heart beat again.
Your beauty has a hold on me.
Time went by, and I fell in love with you
Though your beautiful master piece turns me into a monster.
But I love it and you all the same.
I think i love the moon and its puppetteer
Should these feelings even have existence?

My friend Lord Zinger is now writing his ideas.
His first story that he is writing is called " A Grey Hoof "
It's about me can't wait to see it.