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Learn to be Lonely
0 ReviewsSongfic. Gollum centric. To bear a Ring of Power is to be alone. No matter what Ring, no matter who you are.
Learn to be Lonely
Learn to be Lonely
Rating: PG/K+ (For dark themes and mention/brief scene of murder)
Genre: Drama/Tragedy
Summary: One-shot song-fic. Gollum centric. To bear a Ring of Power is to be alone. No matter what Ring, no matter who you are.
Author's Note: I got the song "Learn to be Lonely" from the "Phantom of the Opera" movie soundtrack. I thought it fit in quite well with Gollum.
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Child of the Wilderness
Born into emptiness
Learn to be Lonely
Learn to find your way in darkness
Curse the Ring. It turned him into a barbarian- a murderer, from the moment he first laid eyes on it. It made him kill Deagol, the best friend he ever had.
He never forgot the murder. He never forget how he did it, he never forgot poor Deagol's choking and gasping as the life was choked from him. His poor, precious Deagol. And all for a Ring. He hadn't even been in it's presence for more than a few seconds before it over took him.
Darkness had clouded his mind from that day forward.
Who will be there for you?
Comfort and care for you?
Learn to be Lonely
Learn to be your one companion
He was alone now. The Ring had given him nothing. Oh, sure, it had given him an extra five hundred years of life, but those years were miserable. In his extended life, he remained in the dank recesses of the Misty Mountains, venturing into the sunlight for food only. The Ring had given him misery. It took his best friend. It gave him loneliness.
He had to make friends with himself. Sure, it sounds funny to you, but not for a creature who had to speak to himself out of loneliness, and cater to the will of a Ring.
Never dream that out it the world
There are arms to hold you
You've always known
Your heart was on its own...
Thoughts of his home, his friends, his family, his life slowly drifted away. Pushed away by the power of that loathsome Ring. He even began to forget his name, and was known to all who discovered him by the noise he made in his throat. Gollum, Gollum. He knew himself by no name other than "Precious".
He didn't self-comfort himself. The precious Ring did not allow it. It did not allow him the luxury of emotion, other than complete and utter devotion to itself. He could feel no joy, no sorrow, no pain. Just obsession with the precious Ring.
So laugh in your loneliness
Child of the Wilderness
Learn to be Lonely
Learn how to love life that is lived alone
Years and years of talking to himself, devoting himself to a piece of jewelry, his life snatched viciously from him. And then, the Ring abandoned him. The precious was gone. After centuries of devotion, it abandoned him. Without the one thing he had occupied himself for so long, he felt useless. But now he could show emotion.
He howled with sorrow, with loss. Anger that the precious was gone. Fury that the nasty Hobbit had taken it from him. He was still devoted to the precious Ring.
Learn to be Lonely
Life can be lived,
Life can be loved
Alone...
And it would be Smeagol's downfall.
Learn to be Lonely
Rating: PG/K+ (For dark themes and mention/brief scene of murder)
Genre: Drama/Tragedy
Summary: One-shot song-fic. Gollum centric. To bear a Ring of Power is to be alone. No matter what Ring, no matter who you are.
Author's Note: I got the song "Learn to be Lonely" from the "Phantom of the Opera" movie soundtrack. I thought it fit in quite well with Gollum.
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Child of the Wilderness
Born into emptiness
Learn to be Lonely
Learn to find your way in darkness
Curse the Ring. It turned him into a barbarian- a murderer, from the moment he first laid eyes on it. It made him kill Deagol, the best friend he ever had.
He never forgot the murder. He never forget how he did it, he never forgot poor Deagol's choking and gasping as the life was choked from him. His poor, precious Deagol. And all for a Ring. He hadn't even been in it's presence for more than a few seconds before it over took him.
Darkness had clouded his mind from that day forward.
Who will be there for you?
Comfort and care for you?
Learn to be Lonely
Learn to be your one companion
He was alone now. The Ring had given him nothing. Oh, sure, it had given him an extra five hundred years of life, but those years were miserable. In his extended life, he remained in the dank recesses of the Misty Mountains, venturing into the sunlight for food only. The Ring had given him misery. It took his best friend. It gave him loneliness.
He had to make friends with himself. Sure, it sounds funny to you, but not for a creature who had to speak to himself out of loneliness, and cater to the will of a Ring.
Never dream that out it the world
There are arms to hold you
You've always known
Your heart was on its own...
Thoughts of his home, his friends, his family, his life slowly drifted away. Pushed away by the power of that loathsome Ring. He even began to forget his name, and was known to all who discovered him by the noise he made in his throat. Gollum, Gollum. He knew himself by no name other than "Precious".
He didn't self-comfort himself. The precious Ring did not allow it. It did not allow him the luxury of emotion, other than complete and utter devotion to itself. He could feel no joy, no sorrow, no pain. Just obsession with the precious Ring.
So laugh in your loneliness
Child of the Wilderness
Learn to be Lonely
Learn how to love life that is lived alone
Years and years of talking to himself, devoting himself to a piece of jewelry, his life snatched viciously from him. And then, the Ring abandoned him. The precious was gone. After centuries of devotion, it abandoned him. Without the one thing he had occupied himself for so long, he felt useless. But now he could show emotion.
He howled with sorrow, with loss. Anger that the precious was gone. Fury that the nasty Hobbit had taken it from him. He was still devoted to the precious Ring.
Learn to be Lonely
Life can be lived,
Life can be loved
Alone...
And it would be Smeagol's downfall.
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