Poem of the Cubi

Ah, how boring life can get when you live a eternity , luckily you also think of a lot of things you can do, i decided to give Poetry a attempt

some call me friend 
some call me fiend 
some even loved me 
atleast so it seemed

some would cherish the memories of me 
loving, caring, gentle one 
some would shiver at the truths that they see 
evil, cruel, wicked, gone

never been real 
never been whole 
thousand times blamed 
for the hearts that i stole 
never been real 
build of nightmares and dreams 
im just a mirage 
a illusion it seems

( a small crystal lays at the end of the poem, pressing it shows a serie of images)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KEDpyVIYLLI