Angels on high.sick of this, sick of life. Sick of this never ending strife. Come down to me, angels on high. Take my soul, away to die. I don't want this pain, don't want this sorrow. Don't want to live, to see tomorrow. Why should it be fair, that I don't fit in. This screaming hatred, unrecognised thing. I've had it now, I hate you all. you'll be the reasons for my fall. No don't be afraid, don't shed a tear. Let me cut you up my dear. This won't hurt, you'll feel no pain. But your life's end will be my gain. So much hurt, and so much hate. I'll let angels on high,Angels on high.
Childhood MemoryIt was raining; the small droplets fell upon me, covering me in damp as the water found its way into my clothes. There was no shelter in the town square, everyone in the village had gathered to witness the (What I thought) dreadful occasion, others seemed happy to be here, almost excited about the fate of the poor soul who was about to present himself for the last time.Childhood Memory
My stomach was tying round in knots, leaping to and froe as if to try and escape the confines of my belly. It would not settle, not while I knew what I was about to witness. Father was adamant though, he said I must attend, I must be strong, for I must know what i
Dark chest of wonders."Once I had a dream, this is it...." He said the words as he broke into a run, no, a charge. He hefted his great sword and let a scream run from his mouth and emerge into the dawnlit day. He would take them all on, he had to, he could not this monster kill his people. He was their only hope.Dark chest of wonders.
As he reached the first of them, its coiled hand reached out to touch him, he slashed it off at the shouldeer, swinging his sword with both hands and not breaking his stride, he reached his second a moment later and slashed at its head, decapitating it, black smoke spiralling upwards from its blackened demonic body.
He ran
for youWe both agreed to never speak. That it'd be best, to move on. Of our love, this silence keep. But its my secret, to keep forlorn.for you
Now of this love that I do bare. you make me smile and sincere. My oversea's love, you don't care. you won't love me, no matter the year.
But sometimes I wonder, why you're here. Is it contempt that you hold for me. Why is it, that you keep me near? Whenever I come near, you flee.
Though I admit, it was my own fault. The reason you ran, from my true face. I am the monster, that made you bolt.
I woul
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OI .
I swear you hardly come on here XD
I'm bored . So I'm commenting on here ...... kinda pointless ;D
I would text you but 1. it's 25 minutes past 12 and you might be asleep and and 2. You might not have credit XD
RAWR
Man whore . xxxx
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Very interesting stuff that ya do
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i'm not afraid to die. but i'm afraid to dry./
"Je ne suis pas d’accord avec ce que vous dites, mais je me
battrai jusqu’? la mort pour que vous ayez le droit de le dire"
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i'm not afraid to die. but i'm afraid to dry./
"Je ne suis pas d’accord avec ce que vous dites, mais je me
battrai jusqu’? la mort pour que vous ayez le droit de le dire"
saw this, made me think of Var :-p
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