Black Star
Often forgotten you are. Hidden in the skies dark. The beautiful back star. You still have such a spark. Your the brightest sky in the sky. Your the star I wish upon. They are blind I don't know why.
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Often forgotten you are. Hidden in the skies dark. The beautiful back star. You still have such a spark. Your the brightest sky in the sky. Your the star I wish upon. They are blind I don't know why.
"John!, John. Oh, please wake up - you're snoring as usual; if you want to go to sleep, go to bed. Now wake up. The old man was slouched over the aged sofa chair in the lounge - 'his' aged sofa.
I've always been stuck in 2002-03. Her family found out about us. I fought all the kids n stuff for her already and now had to fight her family. She was going Bangladesh and I couldn't stop it.
Drago the dragon reposed uneasily in his cave, trying not to listen as the princess complained, something she did long and often. "What is it with all of this treasure?," she asked.
1 - math compasses are dangerous I stared at the filled up whiteboard full of words that meant nothing to me.
Noel wasn't exactly a 'handyman' when it came to hospital work. Claire was good with kids and Astrid soon found out Zack got it hit on the side of the head by a brick.
(The follow words are not a story or a poem these are my As sociology notes.
For decades now musicians have been singing about peace, doing their bit to bring about change and peace, crying out against war.
I'm building a spaceship in my garden, I want to blast off to the stars. I'll do a couple of laps of the Earth first, before I fly to Mars. I'm using scrap material and I've cut myself some wood.
I'm so sick of all the madness, I'm so sick of all the pain. I'm sick of the psychotic world I live in. I'm so sick of feeling like I'm insane. I'm so sick of feeling sad. I'm so sick of being mad.
#heinz Not knowing how to react he just averted his eyes and humphed back into his seat.
August 29th Not much has happened lately. School starts tomorrow. Uuuuuuuuuggggggghhh. What ever happened to starting school in September.
Chapter 8 "W-who?" Rose whispered. "Robert Day dear," Mary repeated frowning. "NO. It can't be!" Rose shouted, her face paler than usual. "Rose. What is it?" Mia asked, concerned.
I tidied up my room today, Oh heck, was that a task. It's like the 'room of requirement', All you need's to ask.
Today I learnt the lesson of life. I was in my drama class and, like always, we began with reflecting upon one word. Today's word, life. "What does life mean?" he said.
'It is said there is no sin, In killing a beast, Only in killing a man.
CHAPTER 2 "Alright," Said Tpek, "We'll discuss this in my room. No need to risk anyone hearing us." As he led me upstairs, into a light, airy but slightly shabby room.
I wonder what's in store When we get home tonight She's already said I ain't cooking, right. Fair enough by me I like a takeaway But what's it gonna be. On this your special day How about a ruby.
A drop of blood dripped down from the rugged rocks above and landed on Alton Sawyer’s left palm. It didn’t startle him one bit. He didn’t feel it.
#emotion It started with a basic bio, Clip art as my pic, Just one post of some simple wording, Dark Wind, that was it.
All the clouds have dispersed. I'm able to write chapter and verse. The shadows no longer by my side. Into the darkness they retreat and hide. My thoughts were clouded and wrong.
I sit on the creaking platform staring at the moon appearing from out the water, like a sea monster from out its icy lair. The moon spews light into the black water, rippling gently.
More and more recently I've come to the conclusion I just hate people. It's usually not their fault, they just unconsciously do things that make me think, "Yep, you're a moron.
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