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The sins of the past will come back around they all way do, this kid says in a hotting voice Scaring ever one, what are you saying there's nothing going to comeback around the sins of the past are...
Warning: this poem is very dark towards the end.
•Sorry I haven't posted in a while; kinda forgot about Opuss• •This is true 100%• ~For Christmas, my grandma gave my mum this creepy looking mask/carving.
Sleep, Sleep, Sleep This gentle voice Says form a crosse the room The voice is familiar to me For some reason.
Roaming the earth Like misguided ghosts Looking for a home From host to host Shattered hearts Yet strong black wings Melancholy songs...
#nightdwellers Could offend the sensitive I suppose To share my soul delight, Naughty secrets in the night, Pure wants, dominating minds, sexual thoughts desires entwined.
The dark wood line on the horizon Gleams of a deep scarlet red. The fog begins to part, Depressing thoughts rummage my head. Why do I try. I never succeed.
"well there isnt" Jamie said but his sister seemed to disagree.
#nightdwellers #beginningline #withsomelibertiestaken The frosted grass Cracked underfoot As Winter took a hold On the Knight.
Adult language --------------------------------- I look around the small poky room. Was this to be my study space.
The first time I saw Jason I couldn't believe my eyes. He stood in my bedroom doorway, smiled then walked away. The next night at exactly the same time he came again, smiled then walked away.
Firstly, I'd like to say that I'm really really sorry that I haven't written a part in ages. "Wolf traits?" I asked as they watched me intently. Scruff nodded. "Listen, what do you hear?" He asked.
Scrooge was a nasty old man, Who upon seeing children ran, He hated the festive spirit, Wanted nothing to do with it, Lived according to his 'big plan'.
As I walk past the dark wall I think of how many friends I have in this life. None. I have no friends, family, or anyone one to talk to.
-1- It was raining outside. Come to think of it, it was always raining.
When the sea came to me in my sleep Carrying bottles of pure love A princess emerged from the deep And blessings showered from above.
The teacher slammed the stack of books on the edge of the desk, causing a thumping book to echo through the room. It was just her and the desk and a stack of books. Of course I was there.
#nightdwellers #beginningline I was stood frozen, facing the old ornate mirror, and too scared to open my eyes... That night had been a dark night, but it definitely wasn't stormy.
Chapter 2 The dorm was bustling with a bunch of half drunk students, music pounding so hard picture frames rattled.
I was once with my friend she helped me at once. We were driving to Fresno to travel but something terrible happened. I felt my heart skip a beat and my weight pulling me down.
24/11/12 It was just a bit of harmless, creepy fun when it all started. Reading this blog, you're probably thinking exactly like I did back then, that it's just a story, a harmless hoax. A joke.
[[[[[[[[####Chapter 2####]]]]]]]] She woke up on a Tuesday morning. She yawned arms stretched out. In the distance she could hear all the cars revving down the motor way.
How can you know my name. Beneath the rustle. Of blue twilight leaves. Beyond their trees. There is no ground. Beneath my feet. I've stayed on the path. I dream. And relax. It's my human life.
It was a little before 9o'clock the sun was setting and I was lost. So got out of my car and and read the sigh "the white house". I got back in my car then drove along the track. Then I saw it.