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What is pride?
Power
I have pride in what I am
I feel power in my heart
I am bigger than you say
I have power in what I am
Rise Above
I have pride in what I do
I can rise above their words
Why should I care what they think?
I will never underestimate what I do
I Am Beautiful
I have pride in my beauty
I will never doubt I was made in His image
As a great woman once said, I'm beautiful in my way
What I am is beautiful
Daring
I have pride in what I dream
I know my Father's on my side
Him and I accomplish anything and everything
I always dare to dream
Enlightenment
I have pride in what I feel
I enlighten those who have been
My ImmortalI'm so tired of being here.My Immortal in Fan Fiction More Like This
Being lost, alone, searching for myself. Misfit. It's what I am. Even with my closest friends, I never felt accepted. I never knew who I was. I was never happy.
Growing up with Darcy, I was so afraid I'd end up like her. Racy, wild. Getting caught up with the wrong crowd. Depressed. I thought if I stayed close to God and avoided all the...bad people, then I'd be okay. And life would be perfect.
I've been that way since I was a child.
And when I met you, my instinct kicked in. I wanted to stay away from you. I knew you would change me, and break down everything I had built up. I felt that big, life-changing thin
JonXHarl- NeededGotham was full of loads of horrible people.JonXHarl- Needed in Fan Fiction More Like This
Muggers, murderers, embezzlers, rapists.
But there was one man who stood out from the rest. One man who had did something so incredibly unthinkable, that he was the most hated man in all of Arkham Asylum.
Of course, that would be The Joker.
Everyone who knew him knew he had no heart.
It was indeed depressing that someone as sweet, innocent, beautiful as Harleen Quinzel could dote on that clown. She gave everything to him, and wanted nothing more than to settle down and have a family.
But Joker had other plans, and insane little Harley followed right along. Throwing away her dreams as if they
Bake-a-Cake in GothamBake-a-Cake in Gotham in Short Stories More Like This
Title: Bake-a-Cake in Gotham
Fandom: Batman
Character(s): Scarecrow, Mad Hatter, various other villains
Story type: one-shot
Genre: humour
Summary: What happens when Gotham's worst comes together in a baking competition?
Length: 1419 words
warnings: none
Scarecrow was obviously quite happy, for it was humming the melody of Tetris. Unfortunately, Jonathan was not. He murmured several curses and kept glaring at the digustingly delighted grin to his right. "I'll kill you for that, Jervis," he said coldly for the millionth time this afternoon.
"I know, you've mentioned it before," the small blond answered and his gr
Little Hatter's HalloweenLittle Hatter's HalloweenLittle Hatter's Halloween in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
(a tale told by Jervis Tetch aka the Mad Hatter)
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Halloween.
I remember it having been one of my favourite festivities when I was a child. It always was the perfect excuse for me to dress up as my favourite charismatic Carroll character.
My mother had sewed the perfect costume for me - which was during a time when she still supported my extraordinary interest in literature, of course. Later, she thought I became a little, a tiny little bit too… obsessive, which I am not, oh, no, no, no - remember! But this is not the story I intend to tell you today - let me think… ah!
So there I stood
Night of the Scarecrow chp6Night of the Scarecrow chp6 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Night of the Scarecrow
Chapter 6 - Power Play
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The Scarecrow enjoyed the sight of the trembling, helpless body beneath it, of the pale, ashen face and the baby-blue eyes that widened in panic, enjoyed the smell of fear which lay so thick in the air that it almost seemed within one's grasp - in fact, all this excited it to an uncontrollable rush. Not even the urging voice welling up from deep inside its mind where it had locked it could lower this great euphoria, therefore making it easy to ignore it.
However, for some reason the needle which it was about to induce the fear toxin with stopped only millimeters a
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