<font color= 339999>Negative Rose</font> -- Castle of Rome

Hannelore
Negative Rose

Lore�s slate blue eyes remain focused intently on the floor, mulling over the intricacy of the grains that lined it, when the King spoke to her. Their rightful position indeed, it would have been highly frowned upon and quite possibly dangerous if her gaze met that of her new masters�. Yet for some reason those high in society, those with their heads stuck in the clouds were considered Godly, their subjects all but worshiped them. Correction, they did worship them. But they were honorable people, right? Better than everyone else for their base attitudes.
A quicker beat reached her ears and the discreet nod of his head is caught from the corner of her eye. You see, even though she is well trained in never making eye contact she is also well trained in keeping a look out for the slightest of movements that could translate into orders. After all, we wouldn�t want master�s to work to hard; they are after all honorable people. So, immediately following the silent orders she moved back into her dream world. If only she could feel that free all the time. Her steps matched the traditional dance, each being executed with perfection to spare as the melody filled her like a cold chill on a winter day.
But as all good things do it came to an end with the fading music and she once more retreated under that safety blanket of respect and allowed her eyes to fall once again. She was unsure of her future, unsure of how long she�d be standing in that room, and most of all unsure of her purpose at the castle. But she had impeccable manners. She was one of those girls who never spoke unless spoken to and who remember their position. Quite the opposite of her ancestors, yet they had lived in different times, times where an outspoken female was simply ignored; not killed. So, as you can see, everything about her was done in the thought of survival; not to be kind, liked, or wanted. She could care less about those things. It was her life that she valued far above anything else. It was the rise of the sun that she wished to see again.

She will be Loved

Beauty queen of only eighteen

had some trouble with herself
He was always there to help her
She always belonged to someone else

I drove for miles and miles

And wound up at your door

I've had you so many times but somehow

I want more

I don't mind spending everyday

Out on your corner in the pouring rain

Look for the girl with the broken smile

Ask her if she wants to stay awhile

And she will be loved

She will be loved

Tap on my window knock on my door

I want to make you feel beautiful

I know I tend to get so insecure

It doesn't matter anymore

It's not always rainbows and butterflies

It's compromise that moves us along

My heart is full and my door's always open

You can come anytime you want

I don't mind spending everyday

Out on your corner in the pouring rain

Look for the girl with the broken smile

Ask her if she wants to stay awhile

And she will be loved

And she will be loved

And she will be loved

And she will be loved

I know where you hide

Alone in your car

Know all of the things that make you who you are

I know that goodbye means nothing at all

Comes back and begs me to catch her every time she falls

Tap on my window knock on my door

I want to make you feel beautiful

Please don't try so hard to say goodbye

Please don't try so hard to say goodbye

Yeah

I don't mind spending everyday

Out on your corner in the pouring rain

Try so hard to say goodbye

-Maroon 5

Subject	Author	Date
Dark Demise	Craven	19:55:57 05/19/05 Thu
Negative Rose -- Hannelore, 21:07:58 05/23/05 Mon