His Side: His Side
by Fire Girl
This is just an idea my strange little mind cooked up. The characters I used are, have never been and never will be mine.



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The alley was dark, when he followed her that night.
He wanted to talk, she thought he would fight.
One look at her face and his heart was gone,
But her beauty didn't match the attitude she put on

As time went on he became her friend,
But they were so much mre in the end.
Too bad she destroyed the love in his head
By insisting they change it to love in his bed.

Now her boyfriend is gone, but its not over yet.
She knows her mistake and will never forget,
Because now I control his body and mind
And I must say, I'm having a wonderful time.

I've seen his whole life and remember it well.
I was there in his good times and there in his hell.
Ask me if he loved her, I suppose he did.
Oh, give me a break! She's only a kid!

She wallowed in the love and attention she'd get
But the way I see it, he was moer like her pet.
He'd talk to her with annoying charm
And follow her around to keep her from harm.

Sweet as it was, it was making me ill.
I needed release. I needed to kill.
So when I got out, I wanted her dead,
But first I hurt her and played with her head.

It's so much fun to be so mean,
But it's shown me a side of her I've never seen.
She's bitched at me and given mer sass.
In fact, she's been quite a pain in the ass.

But I'm killing again and having some fun
And I'm after her friends, already got one.
And all the rest will follow soon.
The same painful death by the light of the moon.

But I still have trouble, those still remain.
I work with two people who aren't quite sane.
The problem I have with these damn "friends" of mine
Is that one of thems nuts and the other one whines.

There's Dru, who's mind is alittle wacked.
And half the time, you'd swear she's on crack.
She talks to herself and sees visions and things
And dances to make her dead bird sing.

Spike's not much better, he's always so rude.
He's hell on wheels with a bad attitude.
He's the quiet type, whos smart with his work.
Aw hell, who am I kidding, Spike is a jerk.

I know this sounds funny, so laugh if you will.
I've been here three months and I'm laughing still.
But lucky for me, this won't last long.
When my ex is dead, I'll get these two gone.


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