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Rose was a beautiful and intelligent young girl. She had a warm, silky voice as soft as a summers breeze yet as fragile as glass. Nobody liked Rose. Rose's hair was as white as the snow which danced through the air during a wild snowstorm. …

Rose • Opuss № I

A detailed and constant reminder that we're one second closer to death.

I Hate Clocks • Opuss № I

From birth until 12 years you're sleeping. On your 13th birthday you mum comes into your room and pours ice water on your bed, then gives you a sharp slap... Life

Wants To Go Back To Bed • Opuss № I

Love is an evil trick played on humanity in order to sustain the human race... Nice one God

The Real Meaning Of Love • Opuss № I

My neighbours listen to some great music. Whether they want to or not.

Teenagers • Opuss № I

I spot you in the crowd, Your halo shining bright, No one knows your secret, Except I who sees the light. Your aura is a furnace, Heating up the air, Your beauty traps my vision, I do nothing but stare. Please excuse me if I haven't made …

Angels • Opuss № I

Yeah, I could die now, rebirth. Hop up in my spaceship and leave earth. I'm gone. I refuse to do as you tell me. I won't abide by the rules and accept what I'm told at school. You can be sure as hell that I'll be learning but about how o…

Demonstration To The Nation • Opuss № I

White lips, pale face, listening to the sound your heart makes. Gentle drum, fast pace. Lights gone, days end, still hoping that you're heaven sent. You're mine, 'till the end. Cos we're all under the upper hand. Go mad for a couple gram…

Another Life • Opuss № I

Heroes are made when you make a choice. You could be a hero, heroes do what's right. You could be a hero, you might save a life. You could be a hero, you could join the fight. For what's right.

Hero • Opuss № I

We're playing in the rain like children, soaked to our skin. I'm with him feeling free from the critical judgement of others. I'm out here in the wild berry fields with him during a thunder storm...why? Because I love him. His dark, honey b…

The Deadly Weapon - Love • Opuss № I

(part two of the prologue, the rest of the story to come soon!) Viktoria looked just like me. We had the same dark blonde hair and the same keen, green eyes. Where I had a high jaw bone and a solid face she had soft, pretty features. Vikto…

Awaking The Animal #2 • Opuss № I