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>This is a poem relating more to the book than the movie.

I bite into the Fruit of Life, the juice is sweet yet sour and the flavor rich and full. Like blood it courses, runs into me. With this now I can..

I can't see the light before my eyes, is it changing or am I blind? Why can't I hear the words you speak, why is your scent so bland and weak? ..

Its snowing, like your frozen tears. Oh how have I not seen those eyes for all these years. so full of pain and hurt, with nowhere to turn. With ..

Everyday I change my face, change my clothes, change my name. Everyday I change it all, but I can never change who I became. I became another n..

Hello, Whats new? Did you know? Because, I know, You're dead. So why do I see you in my mind. I've seen your kind many times before. I'm standi..

Turn Back time so its all mine, to control. I will control you you are my--slave. Do as I bid you You'd better listen well For if you disobey ..