ArkuriaShipping: I Love You Always ForeverArkuriaShipping: I Love You Always Forever2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Hunter and Saber meet each other at a park and Saber looks at him in the eyes. Hunter did the same thing as she gave him a hug allowing Hunter to embrace her as this song by Donna Lewis plays:
Feels like I'm standing in a timeless dream of light mists
Of pale amber rose
Feels like I'm lost in a deep cloud of heavenly scent touching
Those days of warm rains come rushing back to me
Miles of windless summer night air
Secret moments shared in the heat of the afternoon
Out of the stillness
Soft spoken words
Say it, say it again
I love you always forever
Near and far closer together
Everywhere I will be with you
Everything I will do for you
You've got the most unbelievable blue eyes I've ever seen
You've got me almost melting away
As we lay there under blue sky with pure white stars
Exotic sweetness a magical time
Say it, say it again
Say you'll love love me forever
Never stop, never whatever
Near and far and always
And everywhere and everythi
SADE - Bedbug ScarsDestitute and devoid of the toys he played withSADE - Bedbug Scars2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
These paper razorblade made him faceless.
His card tower was a masterpiece among many
But such a foe is the wind, enemy of plenty.
Insert Intercom; "This contraption ain't having madmen"
Decorum already prepared for stabbing them.
Meticulous is monotonous when it ends in rubble
But Nietche is right, there ends the trouble.
It's obligatory to hold him in your fingers
Flip the pages that slightly resemble triggers.
The seeking stingers linger, call them apostles.
Morality brothels, get them forced via hostile.
"Sex sells!" So do little knick-knacks of nothing
Each are well-hidden and unequivocally bluffing.
Consent to your spinning pocketwatch right now
Lest you bury yourself and be rebirth'd within the crowds.
Somehow, ripe plum, choose one.
Either it's the rugged rulebook, line, sinker, or handgun.
Or a deviant casting past credulity on the run
See, that's just the way the pistol is spun.
So fun! Look at me nod in unchallenged unison
Wings Of IceWings Of Ice2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Wings Of Ice
Lay down my enemies painfully
Release all the hatred heartlessly
Another layer of frost maimed
I've become one with this eternal winter
I've stopped the flow of time in this one frame
My past and future have been torn asunder
I've frozen the pain within my veins
Never again will I ever have to surrender
I am but a reflection
Of every aimless sin
A casualty of corruption
So let my thoughts of vengeance unhinge
I'll reveal the face-
That you forced me to create
I'll indulge in the screams-
Knowing it's not a dream
Tears will instantly become icicles-
Allowing the scum of the Earth to cry is hypocritical
You're the taint that fell from grace-
You don't even deserve these snowy graves
You were all too careless
Always hurting those around you
Now accept the consequences
For the damages you cannot undo
None have survived
The vortex of truth
Hip Hop Thesis [Ongoing Study] Music has long since been a part of human culture and has served not only as a means of enjoyment and congregation, but also as a link between humans that connects like-minded individuals together and helps to give explanation to the practices of people. The Hip-Hop genre, or rather art form, is one of many different shades of emotion, and it expresses these emotions with a plethora of different lyrics, some which may and often do offend others. For that reason Hip-Hop is often labeled as being the most negative form of music in modern history. Though hip-hop does have it's darker sides, these deep areas of emotion in hip-hop's repertoire of songs are often misunderstood. Hip-Hop, as a genre, should not be criticized because of its "negatively influential lyrics," as its positives outweigh it's negatives. Hip-Hop has given more support to the inner city youth of America than any other form of music or entertainment in the past 50 years or more. BecauHip Hop Thesis [Ongoing Study]2 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
MemoriesMemories4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
This burning sensation What is it? I know that part of it is because my lungs are gasping for air, but
there's something else.
All I hear, besides my own heavy breathing, is the scoff noise of my footsteps, as I run from one door to another. I grab the doorknob closest to me and swing the door open. I take a quick peek inside to see that it's empty.
"Nope, nothing "
I close the door, as I rush to another. In the distance, I hear my comrades' results.
"Not here "
More doors being slammed shut. As I start to reach for another door, a sudden tremor causes me to lose my footing a bit. I lean on to the wall, as it dissipates.
"What was that?"
I look around, wondering if my comrades are in danger. Why don't I hear them? Panic rushes through me, as I bring myself to my feet.
I rush down a hallway.
I turn left. Where are they?
I look to my right, as I hear Naruto's familiar scratchy voice. I turn around, heading toward th
Catwalk! Ch. 1Catwalk! Ch. 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
By: Gabriela I. Berdecia Medina
Chapter 1: Wish Upon A Star
I never thought I would be looking into such beautiful jade eyes in my entire life until now, how long will I be captive within these deep fierce eyes until I'm able to move..
"Yoshi," Leo sighed as he noticed he wasn't paying attention to him talking.
"S-Sorry," Yoshi muttered apologetically while drooping his head down.
"Don't say you're sorry with such a cute face or I can't help but tease you."
Yoshi's bright olive eyes widened then he turned and looked up at Leo.
"Don't make fun of me."
Leo gave an amused little grin and couldn't help but ruffle his long fingers in Yoshi's rose pink hair. Yoshi gritted his teeth and punched Leo on his right cheek with immense force making Leo stumble roughly on the sidewalk pavement.
"I warned you."
"Haha, yes you did."
Leo laughed softly as he touched his cheek that was beginning to turn red as a stoplight then he brushed himself off as he slowly stood up regaining his calm post
The MadnessThe Madness2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
After the incident I began to feel- strange
My chest burned
My mind deranged
My well being...
But I cannot let this harm my cool!
My reputation will be ruined!
I'm always the coolest between us
The one who doesn't resort to violence when the other irritates you
My head is pounding faster and faster
The little devil is growing
it has become even more devious, deranged
he's been in my way so many times
But in a way, I say that it has helped my a little
That one day when Crona was harmed
That scar began to burn
It took over
The black blood
The madness made me fight.
It caused harm
not just to me or to my friends in which I fought against
But to my cool
When I snapped out and had immediately regained my cool
You hit me
I wish this could stop
That all of the black blood can go away
But it cannot happen
not right now
I guess that I should just learn to live with it
But I just wish that it can go away
because it's not just affecting me
it affected you as we
Love, Death, and Golden Eyes Chapter 1Love, Death, and Golden Eyes Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It had been a long, tiring day. Running around the city had made Ariiel exhausted. She had just arrived at her new home in Japan and was more than ready for bed. She set her bag down decide her in front of the door. She had a hard time finding which key would open the door. She was unfamiliar with the lock and the house. This was her first time in Japan. This made her nervous, which made her fumble with the keys more, but she felt safe at the same time. All her life she had been running. It felt nice to be able to settle down and try to have a normal life for once.
She finally found the right key and ventured into her new home. Her first time inside, she was amazed by how big it was. It seemed so small on the outside. The house ha
Flightless || PROLOGUEIt was funny how one week could change so much in a person's life. Kaitlin tried not to think about how her world would never be the same again, but driving in silence, with nothing but her windshield wipers slapping across her window to keep her company left her doing just that.Flightless || PROLOGUE1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She wished she could just turn back the clock to the previous week, back when everything made sense. The only way to sort any of it out was to just make a list of things she had lost, and a list of what she had now. She was feeling very glass half empty, with most of what she had now being something she didn't want in the first place.
'Last week,' she started in her head, 'I was graduating college, had a stable relationship with the man of my dreams, and an internship for a job I could see myself working in for years. This week-'
"How much longer do we have?" a tired voice from the backseat interrupted her thoughts.
She didn't look at him as she tightened her grip on the steering wheel of her jeep, staying
The GirlShe was the girl with green painted eyes,The Girl5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Wishing she could be one of them,
Envious of all the half hearted lies.
She was that person that doesn't fit in with the crowd,
Dancing across the streets,
The definition of weird and proud.
She was the mirror of all those dreams,
Some where along the way they began to fade,
Lost in the process of make believe.
She was the torn in your side,
Stabbing you with her laughter,
Always on your mind.
She was the wind,
Didn't care where she went or what she disturbed on her path,
She always got the last laugh.
She knows everything about nothing,
And can laugh at something completely not funny,
She is the girl,
No one would expect to make something of herself,
But fulfills all her dreams.
NaNoWriMo - Swordless Stone - Ch1NaNoWriMo - Swordless Stone - Ch12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The line extended down the stairs, past the gates, and so far around the block that museum receptionists put up velvet rope dividers to twist the queue. They looked worn but not uncontent. It was worse two weeks ago when the exhibit was first announced. The crowds subdued them into complacent servicers while the ordeal hardened them into guest-desk Spartans. They were merely grateful now.
Newspapers passed between waiting strangers. Headlines read "All of Britain on Pilgrimage!" or "England's Greatest Treasures Unveiled!" Great Russell Street was littered with the spent pages. The pavement itself seemed to groan at the unwanted attention while the British Museum stood in majestic pomp, preening itself from the publicity.
But instead of the staff, officers of the met greeted the anticipating masses with dismissal this morning. There were a few minutes of hullabaloo, then a few more of irritation, and finally of exodus. For the first time in half a month, the entrance of the British Muse
MA: A Guilty Guardian AngelMA: A Guilty Guardian Angel2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It has always been just my brother and I. Always, even when that man took us off the streets, but never truly cared for us. Maybe that was when we began to crave something. Anything. An emotion? A love? Kirit was always foolish, jumping to conclusions and nearly getting us locked away on many occasions, but This time it was my fault. So my fault.
The guilt is eating away at me, consuming me.
Why did I do this?
We needed the money. Our little brothers were growing sick and the kind Flareon and Dewgong couldn't help for ever.
We were starving.
I'm so hungry and scare. I can't even think straight. All I saw was the poster on the street light. The paper bellowing in the wind, fluttering along the empty streets of the underground. Reaching up, having to stand on my tip toes, I took the paper, never even noticing that my brother stood behind me.
Whipping around, eyes widening and a smile on my face, I held it out. My tail flicked back and forth happily, his eyes softening slig
What We HadWhat We Had2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What We Had
I think it was the lack of connection.
The lack of... touch?
I didn't mean for it to happen.
My desire for love was too much.
He was right there,
In my peripheral vision.
The party was intense.
Nothing but flashing white lights
Filling the room.
He walked up to me,
Wanting to dance and I said
I was with someone.
It's not like it was a
We only ever kissed and said
A whole year of just
Maybe he didn't love me
Like I loved him.
Maybe he was straight.
Maybe he didn't think of men
I still loved him.
I didn't want to let him go.
But I desired something.
I desired something more than
I wanted to touch.
Wanted to be touched.
I wanted to feel another's skin on mine.
I was feeling too much desire to care
I woke up that morning next to a
I never knew his name.
I never asked for it.
Because I didn't
I just got up and
Days after that night,
Bullies in the HallBullies in the Hall:Bullies in the Hall2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Bullies in the hall,
They're really big and tall.
I'm just so afraid to fall...
How I wish,
That I could be,
Free from all this misery...
Let me change it up, so you know it's a rap.
I'm really sick and tired, of this bullshit and crap!
I know you've got a taste, for my fear and my pain...
How many times have I cried these tears in the rain!
I speak from words of wisdom, I know it's hard to focus.
When the world is bearing down, like a plague of angry locusts,
You sit, you pray, hoping for a better today,
Tomorrow is another day, 'Save me!' I hear you say.
I've had enough of people that are kickin' us down,
I say this is enough, no more crap flying around!
Hold on to your hopes, because you're gonna fly high,
Watch us spread our wings, we'll soar up before we die!
Remember what you're worth, and what you are inside,
You know you have a spark, so let that be your pride.
We've all got our talents, don't let them hold you back,
Spread your wings
how to become a writerhave parents that separatehow to become a writer9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
when you’re in high school;
a father filled with unused anger
and a mother too busy to care.
pretend it doesn’t hurt.
let your friends treat you
everything is your fault.
listen to their problems with a fake smile
all the while crying out because
everything hurts and no one can see.
press a knife to your skin,
but be too cowardly to
draw your own blood.
fall in love with people
who could never notice you,
just. not. good.
chew on the multicolored
strands of your hair.
(you can’t stop running
from who you really are.)
carry around a notebook
and scrawl eve