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     Dark strands of ebony-black hair wavered in the breeze, merely dancing shadows against the setting sun. Summer's thin black coat was giving way to autumn's warmer wear, and the strands of hair he so favored were growing longer in anticipation of winter's harsh scolding wind. Tuffs of fur that had taken him some time to regrow after the King had chosen to cut it thin, now sprouted with a new growth. Shining like coal, two beady eyes stare out upon the land, watching the eagles drift on invisible currents, the deer meandering through lush meadows of spring grasses, and mountain-fog curling its ivory fingers around the base of a far off vil

A winterland of sparkling white, glistens off the morning light. Blankets of snow cover the ground. Still coming down without a sound. The trees are white and the leaves are too. Oh what a sight for so very few. The children are happy as they awake from their beds. Thoughts of snowball fights race through their heads. They scurry to the door and put on their shoes. "Where to go first, it's so hard to choose." Out the front door and into the yard. Trudging through the snow is sort of hard. Snow went flying and the fight was done. The kids were tired and they had their fun. They all went to bed and snugged in tight, and the snow

Innocence is running around in a diaper and t-shirt. Dressing up in big glasses and an over-sized skirt. Innocence takes naps in the middle of the day, and repeats anything and everything that anyone might say. Innocence throws tantrums for no apparent reason, because they don't like the game or it's not their favorite season. Innocence is always making some kind of mess. Whether it's dirtying up jeans or spilling something on their dress. Innocence is a gift that comes from up above, full of cheer, happiness, intelligence and love.

 If. Every speech of yours wasn't a contradiction Beliefs were based on fact instead of influence Lines were never questioned and people were not hurt   This "stupid" feeling wasn't so awesome, man  Everyone believed in others with their hearts And.  Everyone talks too much if you let them   Religion isn't an idea, it's a lifestyle    Fault only exists when you are blamed   Love would prefer to mess with you  We can only really believe in ourselves But.  You have no choice: listen   You need something to believe in    Don't feel bad if someone understands   If you would prefer, stop loving  Trust only comes from

Stuck between a blood sucker and a dog. Sitting there stumped like a bump on a log. Being pulled this way and that way. Wanting to go there but also wanting to stay. No matter what happens someone will be hurt. You want to be in love but you also want to flirt. You get hurt and feel like nothing could ever mend. Telling yourself you don't need him was all just pretend. Stuck between two loves or so you may have thought. One was stronger and it was what you sought. Your life turned out happy and now you are free. For you and your true love Edward were truly meant to be.

I don't mind saying I love you 10 times in a row. I don't mind when saying goodnight is really really slow. I don't mind when you fall asleep laying in your bed. I don't mind when crazy dreams run through your little head. I don't mind when you snore while you're dreaming in the night. I don't mind to talk when one gives you a little fright. I don't mind when you always ask to sleep with the phone to your ear. I don't mind that when I talk to you, you don't always hear. I don't mind when you forget to say your part. I don't mind because I know you have me in your heart. I don't mind because I love you in every little way. I don't m

Heartbeat~ “Ugh, another day wasted away.” Axel walked down the empty alley way after work. His head down he made his way back home. It had been hard for him to move on since Rexzen’s death, it had simply made him cold and unmotivated. Axel sighed whiled pondering about his dead lover. He looked up hearing a soft brushing noise and glanced around. “Hello, whosever there don’t bother, I don’t have anything worth taking.” A soft shaking noise occurred which peeked Axel’s curiosity; he searched for the noise and found a boy who looked like a younger Rexzen. Stumbling back he gasped. “Rexzen…

It was to my great contentment Though it was also to my great sorrow Of how much I disliked everything I sat solemnly in my unmade bed Making rude remarks in my head Until my own values and ideas Became things that I must have had to borrow For I didn't know what they meant It was to my brain I had confused I owed a small apology Overloaded; it felt like that I had gone much too far Crossed the line and hit the bar Surely it was all my fault As I put all the blame on me My brain became more abused And if there ever came a day Where I could give up my place Well that would be okay with me I'd give it up in a second From hur

Dear Self.    We were good together;    a team of one    and for the most part I didn't mind you    but in the long run you let me down    you pissed me off    you broke my heart    I wanted to make it better but you wouldn't let me    You made me wait until it was too late  You know what, Self? I'm sick of you.   I'm sick of what you made me I'm ugly and broken and unattractive to even myself I'm a liar and freak and self-loathing monster Green and self-centered a wilting flower      I want to be pretty      (but I cant)      I want to be perfect      (but I cant)     I want to be painted in gold and flo