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Love and HateA beauty I dare not touch Brought by a dove I fear to approach lest it shatter Like some ill gotten glamour I steal a glance A look A stare I wish to touch To feel You fill my mind I hope to breath Your scent, your path I follow and swear On nothing but you To obey and adore Nothing compares I hope to feel A passing glance That is what For which I liveLove and Hate
We Danced and Danced away Until the music faded And she slowly drifted off I still dance today Alone and silent Weeping
I ask
by ~deemer-of-suffering
beauty and fearEndless suffering fills me All that I see is dark Yet somehow I am filled with light Every time I see youbeauty and fear
What I once enjoyed I now hate What I once kept Falls to ruins All that I hold
Slips between And away There is nothing permanent Nor nothing that matters
Sadness is the world We all weep Hiding the truth from prying eyes Our own And from those who care Others All our hopes and dreams We fear to try and fail Making them nightmares A dream of a perfect world We worry that we would br
by ~deemer-of-suffering
the moon risesThe sun has set to hide, his shamed eyes, the moon is out and singing praise, she cares not what falls in her gaze, so long as no ones blood is spilt, she laughs and sings along full tilt. Do what you want and feel the joy, of a loving mother, dear boy.the moon rises
The moon and sun are one and the same, parents who love us no matter how insane.
The sun is shy,a stickler of old. while the moon, our mother, lover and pure gold. Cares not what we do by night or by day giving us our freedom and our say. night is for freedom and laughter and joy. the sun has hid away from his shame, so why should we cont
by ~deemer-of-suffering
dreams of life and deathI dream of dance Dancing in the forest Naked as the sun Laughing like the rain And spinning like a flame Moving faster and faster Until I wake Rapped in sheets Blinded by lightdreams of life and death
From a fake sun Yet I do not turn away Do I really wish for this to stay
In rivulets runs Down and around Finding new paths to the ground Over, under and between Not an obstacle can be seen That can stop the stream That flows from me
Pain is momentary Fear is foolish All pales in learning Of actions and consequ
by ~deemer-of-suffering
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Reflections on Grade 12This year Is everything I’ve worked for Waited for Hoped for For twelve years. I’ve moved forward, climbed upwards Trying my best to reach this year. Now I’m here.Reflections on Grade 12
Just a few more months And I’m done –
I’ve reached my goal. Graduation. Isn’t this every student’s dream? Trying for years Reaching what you aim for –
Aren’t you supposed to feel proud of yourself? But now that I’m here I’ve climbed the mountain And I’m looking over the other side. I can see the plunge
by ~WillowwindAdurois
Chapter 16: SchoolThree weeks had passed since the Back to School Festival and Zapblapoman’s first encounter with Evil Hamburger. The first of September was only two days away. ZBO-Man had been busy ensuring that the crime levels in the City of Champions were at an all time low. While Zapblapoman was doing this, it was Ned who was actually ensuring that he was prepared for the school term directly ahead of him. Ned got the eye contacts, and did all of the appropriate alterations to allow it to fit comfortably on the lens of ZBO-Man’s eye. He bought all of the utensils that he would need in school. It was very essential that Zapblapoman kept up his reChapter 16: School
by ~Zapblapoman
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- Interests: ZOMBIES!!!! and cooking
- Favourite movie: anything by George A. Romero
- Favourite band or musician: Evanescence
- Favourite genre of music: anything but country and most rap and classical
- Favourite poet or writer: if its a fiction/fantasy book or anything with words
- Favourite game: Dawn of War
- Favourite gaming platform: PC and PS2
- Favourite cartoon character: Zim
- Personal Quote: "I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliterat
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I heart Itachi Uchiha and will make him my wife.
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yes
wife
It rings and rings
The silent sound
As death to life
It fades from time
To ground away
The ending eternal
That gives all life meaning
most of my poem's are about how violent a lot of people are and how much value is put into violence by some governemnts ie America
some I have no idea what they are about other then everything dies.
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