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Oh Captain, my Captain! I say it to mock,
You're lucky as hell but to me you're a c***.
Please spare me the missions, I've no head for heights,
Balloons and big lists lead me only to blights.
Evading the probes of an alien race,
Then having to witness your > : ( angry face...
But what choice have I? I'm involved in these fights,
With Cancerous space-monsters full of red sprites,
And Lemonade weirdos and God knows what next,
Just how can you stay so serene and unvexed?
What price should I pay for your simple delights,
Be eaten by whales after soiling my whites?
I know you won't listen, but you'll come unstuck,
And one of these days you'll run right out of luck,
Your empire will fall, and your ego besides,
It's karma for sure, like the turn of the tides,
And then I will lol, sitting in my own muck,
Coz after all this I just won't give a f***.
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MARK STRANGE JR.
The Grim Reaper is a personification of death itself: a symbol that many have come to fear--A being that haunts there subconscious day and night. And sometimes, sometimes his horror reaches their immediate awareness and they can see he who stalks constantly:
The skeletal being whose cloak flows around him like a shadow--His eyes, his blue eyes, transfixed upon them; a scythe in hand just waiting for they day they die. Because of this, many misunderstood the Grim Reaper. Indeed he is cold, Indeed he is heartless, but without him there is no life; without him, there is no balance.
Indeed the Grim Reaper is a highly misunderstood character. Misunderstanding begets fear and fear begets irrational notions: Ignore death and it can not see you, deny death and he can not touch you, defy death and he can not harm you.
Many do these things and pretend as if doing these things can some how bring a end to deaths power: A tempting but ignor
DoubtI'm a blind man;Doubt in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I can not see.
The floor is falling from underneath me;
Falling into unbelief.
Darkness floods this soul of mine,
Till no light can I find.
Close my eyes to the truth--
No to evidence,
Reason is cruel,
Blinded eyes this is the rule.
I pray to god yet he is silent.
I fear without him the world is violent
The angels lip sink the preachers words;
Tis but Food for the birds.
Darkness floods this soul of mine,
Till no light can I find.
Close my eyes to the truth--
No to evidence,
Reason is cruel,
Blinded eyes this is the rule.
Pain and strife, the world is un-kind;
I need to believe if only for peace of mind.
Emotional reasoning is all I know,
Guide me lord don't let me go.
Darkness floods this soul of mine,
Till no light can I find.
Close my eyes to the truth--
No to evidence,
Reason is cruel,
Blinded eyes this is the rule.
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Eating My Own Fears & Mark Strange
"Fresh blood stained black sheets." A phrase smilingly meaningless, and yet as it leaves my lips I find my heart does flutter. As hard as I try I cannot escape it. Even If I could, I am not sure I'd want to.
My mind cannot shake the memory of that that fateful day. The day my life ended - the day it began. It resonates like a lover's heart beat burning within my soul; and even now, in years gone by, the proof of my becoming is visible upon my neck.
As you tenderly pet my hair, as I kneel every night at your feet, affection still fills my cold dark heart and I find myself wanting this never to end; even so, this does not change what I know. I know I was not the first to be blood stains on your smooth black sheets. Despite your sweet lies, I also know, I was not the last.
The Red RoseThe Red RoseThe Red Rose in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
I came into this world without a care,
But with the awful load of regret to come.
In this sparks the everlasting song:
Parents that never cared -
Family that never paid attention.
I was never loved but only suffered,
Never a quench for my pain.
So much suffering seemed to drive me insane.
I was locked up, bound by despairs chains.
At first I cried, but soon my heart grew
as hard as rock - as cold as Ice.
But could this be my fate,
To stare blankly at the dungeon walls
of my dark black soul?
Behold a spark of hope - a dot of faith,
Out of my heart grew a red rose.
What it meant I knew not,
But for the answer I sought.
Was it my destiny calling for me,
Was it what I was supposed to do?
It was indeed something I had, and became what I had not.
It spread light upon my darkness It became my guide
Even though I was going though a living hell -
Even as I was spit upon the ground,
The rose brought me comfort
where there was none to be found.
What was the rose?
Who knows but
With A Howl I Give Thee PraiseIn the dark,With A Howl I Give Thee Praise in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
when the moon shines down on me,
I can see that thou art here.
Lady of the night,
I praise thee because thou art there for me.
Wither the skies be clear
or clouds cover thy face,
I know that thou art there.
I can feel your essence with each breath.
I lift my spirit and my voice unto thee.
With a howl I thank thee -
with a howl I give thee praise.
Tonight We Meet AgainI tried to forget you,Tonight We Meet Again in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
but I cannot forget you.
Tonight we meet again,
in the memories of my head,
to dance as we once did,
under the light of the moon.
Forget UsThe Mornings dawning.Forget Us in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The sun is rising.
The shadows retract.
The bodies lay dead.
The bodies lay dieing.
Victory is his.
Misery is ours.
Our soldiers are bleeding.
Our soldiers are pleading.
His are going home.
Forget us, we were nothing.
Forget us, we were nothing.
As we fell we finally understood,
That He was strong -
We were weak.
We should have joined them.
As we fell we finally understood,
That we were wrong -
He was right.
We missed our chance
Now for us, its to late.
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Darkness blots out the moon and the stars.
There is no time left for us.
The heavens are a lit with fire.
The heavens are a lit with fire.
Rocks from the sky burn mercilessly.
The dark one is coming.
The dark one is here.
Bow at his feet.
Tremble at his Feet.
He shall be here for a millennium.
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Oh what a site to behold.
At time when they stop caring,
horrid things to each other are told.
With their mouths they lash out with hurtful scold.
When it's over, the silence is eerie, bitter and cold.
In that moment,
when people loose their tempers
so much can be lost,
friends could become enemies,
this is the cost.
When are people going to learn?
Maybe never, this is my concern.
I say to you people on earth
beware of your anger
the cost is more than its worth.
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Suddenly Lucy and Mai dropped to their knees, they couldn't move. Only dart their eyes about, looking for an explanation to all this. Their clothes morphed into pink, frilled bonnets and pink shirts barely reaching past the rim of their used pampers. Josephine looked amazed, or should they say Baby Josephine. Her diaper sagged to the floor, she had had to have been in that for a day or two. And, judging from her expression, she wasn't doing this by choice. Then the two found Rosie at the head of the room, smiling like she owned the three. Had she done this?
'I told you Baby Jose that we'd find you some pwaymates didn't I! You three'll be joining more soon once I get you used to being babies.'
After Rosie had run through the rules with the new babies, they had a small part of an idea what they were doing here. But they were still, all of them, terrified. Josephine frowned as she squatted down and did as she had been commanded. Another load of
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It has been two hours since those peculiar girls have babied me. I daren't voice my bellowing need to pee, knowing fully they wouldn't let me take a break to use the bathroom. This isn't at all what I had expected at a sleepover with the popular girls. All I seem to be right now is a plaything, something they can just feed absurd foods and play "dollies" with. The need to tell them to stop all this nears its climax, as I am inches away from soaking myself.
'Here comes the plane!' Stephanie coos, forcing a load of squished prunes into my mouth. They have placed me into an oversized high-chair, still swarming around me like a gaggle of intrigued ducks lunging in on some bread that had just been tossed in the water. I smile weakly as the mashed prunes are practically forced down my throat, causing me to cough and splutter at the foul mush before realising it had already passed through to my tummy. However, the need to pee far overpowers the nastiness of
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'Why would you do that to someone?' I squeal, backing off from these supposed "new friends".
'All of us had to do it!' says Becky innocently.
'But - why?'
Stephanie steps forward. 'Because then we know you would endure anything for us. If you do this we know that you would embarrass yourself for us - and it will never escape this house. Nobody will know.'
As disgusting as it sounds, as undermining as it sounds, it seems these girls are serious. I find myself leaning toward the side of accepting the task. The prospect now becomes horribly vivid in my head, disgustingly clear, but I know if I ever want to be popular I must do the task - horrendous though it may seem.
'Fine,' I snap, 'I'll do it.'
The others smile, exchanging devious glances. I take a deep breath as Becky and Jasmine giggle, promptly laying me out on my back. They strip me from my waist down whilst Stephanie is foraging in the drawers, forking o
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The three babies awoke groggily in the hot-pink nursery. Toys that had been thrown about and played with lay sprawled and dead across the room. It seemed the only thing that was alive in the room was a figure standing at the front of the room. Her cute, curly blonde hair ran just past her shoulders and "Rosie" was now sporting a rather tight tube top to show off her marvellous assets, and a pair of stunning shorts. Her makeup was done flawlessly, complementing her eyes, mouth and complexion to the extremes. It was a shame her perfume was drowned out by the smell of overused diapers. But nothing could get her down. Today was the day.
The three: Lucy, Mai and Josephine, limply turned their heads from their large cots to see Rosie.
'Once we've conducted a little diapey change, I have something to show you.'
Rosie waved her hands and a grand door appeared behind her. A twisted, golden vine patterned its way about
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'Good babies do not go to the restroom - good babies use their diapers - it's the only way they know how!' scolds Becky, surveying me as I sit in my soaked diaper, squirming as for the ever growing mass of eager poop building inside me.
'I know how to use the toilet!' I argue, only to realise my mistake.
'You - do - not! And nor do you know how to speak in big-girl talk. For this major violation to our rules, we shall have to give you twenty spanks - and a "visit" to the park.'
I see the devious fire in her eyes as she said those words - longing ever since the start for me to slip up, so she could spank me and then take me into public with my diaper on full show! It was going too far, but now I can't do anything but hold myself back from messing myself to cause further humiliation. I nod to these terms shyly, wiping tears from my eyes.
'Good,' snaps Becky firmly, 'Stephanie - you are the best at this.'
The world slo
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'Now, wittle Jose knows why she is getting the spanks doesn't she?'
Josephine knew she had no choice but to nod glumly at the statement. She was punishing her for not going to the bathroom in her pamper when she still had full control over her bladder? This made no sense! None of it, the nursery, the thing possessing Rosie whatever it was, and especially the treatment. Josephine was holding back tears as the hand readied.
'Ga goo ga boo!' she reasoned. Oh. She was meant to be asking Rosie, or the thing that was in her, why it was doing this. And surprisingly, the hand came down. Rosie picked Josephine up from all fours and sat her on her lap.
'Now I know I should be hearing all baby talk, but at was such an important question that I had to translate it. Why am I doing this, eh? Why have I done this to everybody who has had the nerve to come into my family's home? I'll tell you. It all began August sixteenth, 1932. A girl was born by th
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*Author's note: I have attempted to put a bit more of a story into this one, and it will be in parts, enjoy!*
The periwinkle-blue sky overlooking the quaint cottage suggested nothing out of the ordinary that fine Summer's day. In fact, for a group of teens such as themselves, this was planned out to be the best week of their lives.
Josephine rolled her eyes whilst lugging a rucksack full of supplies over her shoulder. Why did Rosie always have to be like this? It was uncalled for.
'This place seems a bit - um - bland,' Rosie nagged, squinting out into the horizon of the mountainous, bleak land, 'you sure we're in the right place?'
'Yes, for the millionth time!' Said Mai, annoyed. She clambered out of the car and surveyed the house through her large, glassy hazel eyes. Not one of them noticed an obscure wail coming from within the house. Another dismounted the car, joining Mai in observing the large, mostly lumber house.
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Josephine moaned, tugging at the straps of her pamper to no avail. It wouldn't budge. She always diapered her baby sister, so she knew exactly what to do - but it just didn't work. It was like not only her legs were betraying her from walking - and now her arms were for trying taking off this stubborn pamper. Suddenly her concentration was lost - her bladder cramped, begging for release. She knew it was only a matter of time, and who knows what would happen if Rosie returned? She remembered what she had said all too clearly "I will know when you need to make "pee-pee" or "poopy"" - but what could that mean? Did she know now that Josephine could barely move due to her heavy bladder? Would she punish her for not letting loose over herself? She took a deep breath, not being able to contemplate whether to wet her pamper or hold it - only to possibly find Rosie spanking her incessantly - or possibly, she dreaded the thought: incontinence. She blushed, shivered a
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Striperella strapped the violet mask over her face that only revealed her wide, attractive blue eyes and supple pink lips. As she mounted her blood-red motorcycle, she threw her bouncy, large blonde hair behind her. Readjusting her purple bra, outrageously short skirt and long black boots reaching up almost to her knees, she pressed her foot to the gas. It was time for her night patrol.
Everything seemed to be going to plan. She smiled every time a man managed a glance up her skirt or at her cleavage, because at least they weren't breaking the law. It all went smoothly, shops ran well, houses went unrobbed and thugs seemed to be taking the night off, until she came by a jewellery store. This part of town was not where you wanted to be at eleven at night. Her motorcycle approached heedfully, watching out for anything that might come her way. It seemed nothing was wrong, until she spotted movement.
Promptly parking her motorbike, she set off after the m
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I have done it. It's finally happened! I can't believe I stand before Stephanie Stevenson's house! Biting my lip, taking a deep breath, I press the doorbell to her house, readying for my first sleepover with the popular girls. Before the invite had arrived, I had thought I was just an outcast - a peculiar girl whom nobody liked - but it seemed I have been wrong. I hear some muffled giggles, before the door is promptly opened to the rosy face of Kate.
'Oh, hello,' she says kindly, seeming pleased at my arrival, 'come in, Zoe.'
'OK. T - Thank you.'
I wander inside, shivering at the cold embrace of Stephanie's house. Something doesn't seem right - all is silent - and where could the others be? My question is answered almost instantaneously as three girls walk into sight.
'Ah, Zoe,' says the first one. Her name is Becky, sporting an all-too-pleased smile, like she knew something I didn't, 'welcome.'
Making a few awkward steps
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Pasaron un par de días y las cosas sencillamente no mejoraban, Phineas pasaba todo el día o en su habitación o en el patio, recostado en su cama viendo el techo o sentado bajo el árbol viendo a la nada, sin Ferb a su lado la mente de Phineas no pensaba en otra cosa que no fuera el británico
Prácticamente todo el mundo se dio cuenta que algo no estaba bien, en esos días todo era monótono, sin emoción, algo faltaba, algo importante
La mas que se dio cuenta de eso fue la misma Candace que en esos días esperaba que su hermano construyera algo para acusarlo como era habitual para ella, pero el pelirrojo no hacía nada, solamente se quedaba bajo ese árbol todo el día. Un aura melancólica rodeaba a Phineas, se veía tan triste y solo que parecía alma en pena al caminar
Candace no entendía que le pasaba a su hermano, sabía que extrañara a su hermano pero el hecho de que Phineas Flynn no aprovechara el
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En una enorme biblioteca en la ciudad de Londres, se encontraba Ferb rodeado de libros, una serie de exámenes muy importantes se acercaba y era muy importante que sus calificaciones fueran perfectas, más de un estudiante de esa academia se encontraba en esa biblioteca estudiando, Ferb estaba leyendo libros de todo tipo de temas, historia, matemáticas, ciencias sociales, naturaleza, ciencia, teorías de la vida, etc.
Habían docenas de libros amontonados a lo largo de la mesa donde se encontraba el peli verde, sus ojos azules leían atentamente cada palabra de todos esos libros, se esforzaba para aprender y memorizar toda esa información, el silencio de la biblioteca era casi absoluto, si no fuera por el hecho que llovía afuera no se escucharía nada, como el verano ya había finalizado las lluvias se hicieron más frecuentes, hacia mucho mas frio, se podían ver sus alientos al hablar, sin embargo Ferb no le parecía afectar, su mente estaba tan sumida en sus estudios que no notaba el clima.
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Fue la noche más larga en la vida de Phineas, después de desquitarse con su hermano y salir corriendo de su propia casa estuvo vagando por casi todo Danville pensando en todo lo que había ocurrido en tan poco tiempo, después de todo lo que habían pasado juntos, Ferb se iba... era algo tan increíble que sencillamente era imposible de creer, Phineas no podía dejar de pensar en la conversación que Ferb tuvo con sus padres, no podía creer que ellos decidieran que su hermano se fuera, ¿Por qué se quería ir?... no lo entendía...
No tenía idea por cuánto tiempo estuvo caminando pero sentía como sus pies le dolían con cada paso, la hermosa luna estaba oculta detrás de una enorme nube, caminaba en medio de una noche en tinieblas, las luces de la calle no eran suficiente para iluminar nada, el pelirrojo no sabía cuántas veces termino llorando en esa noche, con cada pensamiento de esto incitaba a l
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El día era opaco, no sentía el calor del sol, el hermoso color azul del cielo se volvió gris, se sentía tan solo... todo en lo que podía pensar era en Ferb y lo mucho que lo extrañaba, solo llevaban un día separados pero lo sentía como una eternidad, se preguntaba si había llegado bien a Inglaterra, si estaría bien con sus abuelos y más que nada... ¿Cuánto tendría que esperar para volverlo a ver?
Esa mañana la paso sentado bajo el árbol del patio, se sentía raro estar hay sin nadie a su lado, sin el aquí... Sacudió su cabeza tratando de dejar de pensar en el pero sin importar que, si trataba de concentrarse en algo más su mente volvía a pensar en su querido hermano
Como por esta hora ellos ya tenían una gran idea, un gran proyecto que haría un día común y corriente en algo fabuloso, pero... Su mente solo se encontraba recordando los ojos azules de Ferb y lo mucho
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Han pasado dos largos años desde que Ferb se fue a Inglaterra, ahora los chicos estaban entrando a su pre-pubertad, pronto tendrían trece años y su adolescencia iniciaría muy pronto, no habían cambiado mucho, todos crecieron un poco en estos dos años, Phineas ahora usaba una ropa diferente, usaba una camisa de un tono naranja un tanto amarillento con una sola franja naranja que cruzaba por el estomago, usaba largos pantalones de color azul oscuro, también tenía una chaqueta de casi el mismo color que su pantalón, casi siempre se lo ataba a la cintura con las mangas, en su casa todo era bastante tranquilo, ya que su hermana mayor, Candace se fue a la universidad hace poco, así que ahora todos los que vivían en esa casa eran Phineas, sus padres y claro está, su mascota Perry.
Ese día de otoño Phineas iba a ver a sus amigos en el parque. Desayunó rápido con sus padres y se fue a ver a sus amigos, no hace mucho el mismo se construyo su propia patineta, esta obviamente no er
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Varias semanas han pasado, poco a poco las hojas de los arboles dejaron de ser verdes y cambiaron a amarillo, rojo y naranja, estaban muy secas y caían de las ramas, los días soleados ahora eran más escasos, remplazados por días nublados y el calor también disminuyo, el verano oficialmente había terminado, estaban a puertas del otoño y por tanto las vacaciones iban a terminar, Buford estaba muy malhumorado por ello al igual que otros niños pero lamentablemente era algo inevitable.
El sol salió siendo ligeramente tapado por unas nubes grandes y blancas, varios niños fueron obligados a despertar por sus padres, se veían varios niños con diferentes uniformes caminando por las calles acompañados por sus padres dirigiéndose a la escuela, otros iban en autos o en autobuses, las escuelas estaban abriéndose y iniciaba ya el primer día de clases, Buford era llevado a la fuerza por su madre hacia la escuela, el bravucón usaba una chaqueta gris oscuro, unos pantalones azules, llevaba también un
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Abrió los ojos muy lentamente esperando que sus ojos se acostumbraran a la luz, anoche se quedo dormido en los brazos de Ferb. Phineas Flyn recordó lo de anoche, los dos se confesaron el uno al otro, Phineas se ruborizo un poco al recordarlo pero también sonrió, su corazón saltaba al pensar en ello.
Se volteo para ver al peli verde, sin embargo el no estaba en la habitación, Phineas se sentó en la cama buscando con la mirada a su hermanastro, arqueo una ceja al no verlo, se levanto de la cama dispuesto a salir del cuarto y buscarlo
Lo que no sabía era que Ferb se encontraba en el patio de la casa, caminando de un lugar al otro pensando profundamente, logro salir del cuarto sin que Phineas se despertara para poder estar a solas.
Sentía como si su corazón fuese a explotar por el poderoso y hermoso sentimiento que reinaba enteramente en él, la felicidad que sentía al saber que sus sentimientos eran correspondidos era tan grande que ninguno de sus inventos, la montaña rusa, la máquina
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Caminaron tranquilamente por la acera en camino al cine, Phineas solo pensaba en lo divertido que sería la película, sin darse cuenta que Isabella no paraba verlo, ni un perro babea mas por un filete que esa niña por Phineas, su cabeza se lleno de ideas de enamorados, citas en restaurantes elegantes, regalos, bodas, hijos, nietos etc., etc.
Rayos, prácticamente ella planeo la vida de Phineas por él, se metió automáticamente a "Phineas-Landia" con todos esos pensamientos
-Oye Isabella ¿Como es la película que iremos a ver?
Ni la propia voz de Phineas trajo de vuelta a Isabella de su fantasía, el pelirrojo solo la vio con cara de extrañado por la inmensa sonrisa que ella tenía mientras cerraba fuertemente los ojos, a veces Isabella era algo extraña
Cuando llegaron al cine, Phineas fue a comprar los boletos y Isabella fue a ver las carteleras de las demás películas, admiraba una en especial, la imagen era de un jov
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- Pasaron un par de dias y llego el primer dia de clases de Ferb, no estaba seguro si queria salir de la casa, no tenia ganas de poner ni un pie fuera de la casa, pero por esta academia razon es la causa de que este aqui, al menos eso fue que que le dijo a su familia
Se auto obligo a levantarse de la cama y a vestirse, hacia frio esa mañana, habia una suave neblina que cubria todo lo que alcanzaba su vista, probablemente lloveria en una hora o menos.
Se abotono la camisa hasta el cuello, le apretaba un poco pero no importaba, se puso unos pantalones negros y después un suéter gris que en el lado derecho del pecho a la altura del corazَn estaba el escudo de la escuela, el nombre de la academia estaba escrito en telas amarillas dentro de un escudo azul oscuro con adornos en el borde, se tuvo que tener mucho cuidado en coser esa prenda para que pareciera exactamente igual el escudo escolar, se puso unas zapatos lustrados y bajo a ver a sus abuelos
- ¿Estas listo
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Pasaron un par de semanas, fueron las semanas más largas en la historia de Danville, que todo estuviera tan quieto era demasiado raro en esa ciudad, siempre ocurría algo todos los días que los hacían muy especiales y claro, eso era gracias a los hermanos Flynn-Fletcher, sin embargo, ahora todo era monótono, normal, aburrido, Danville había perdido parte de su brillo
Y también fueron las semanas más largas para Phineas Flynn, en las últimas semanas, la alegría que era tan común de ver en el joven muchacho había desaparecido, los intentos de sus amigos por alegrarlo y sacarlo de ese agujero fueron completamente en vano, Baljeet y Buford tiraron la toalla desde hace barios días pero Isabella era más persistente
Al igual que Candace, ella seguía intentando hacer que su hermano volviera a construir maquinas pero no había suerte alguna, pero Candace Gertrud Flynn era bien conocida por jamás darse por vencida
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It was a dark and stormy night at Ponyville. Everyponies doors and windows were shut. Rain pattered against the glass windows and the wind rocked the sides of the houses. But our story goes to the Everfree forest. Running through the woods was a dark figure. It ran quickly and almost quietly. It wanted shelter from the rain and cold. But, it didn't seem to be heading into town. It seemed to be avoiding it at all costs. However, it came to a clearing. In the clearing was a hut. It was lit, meaning someone was there. The figure walked underneath just to get some resistance from the weather. However, it knocked over a pot from outside creating a lot of noise. The figure ran into the bushes. However, it stopped when it heard somepony shout, "Stop, do not flee. Step out of those bushes and reveal yourself to me." The figure turned and saw a zebra. The zebra had gold rings around her neck, left front leg, and golden earrings. She was look
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Midnight reappeared within the Canterlot castle gardens. He slightly moaned at the small pain, but quickly snapped back to reality. Or, whatever was reality. Everything seemed twisted and misplaced. The ground, the sky, the random floating objects, everything seemed off.
"Like what you see?" Midnight turned to see Discord. Discord, however, was smiling his half-tooth smile and looking very happy. "I did this all myself; everything around you is possible because of me. Including you "
Midnight's heart skipped a beat. His curious questions have been bouncing around in his head the past few minutes more than Pinkie Pie hops in a day. Now, now Midnight had a chance to figure it out. "D-Discord you mentioned before that you have seen a pony like me before how did you ?"
Discord chuckled before wrapping his arm around Midnight. He grabbed him and brought his face close to Midnight's. "No now Midnight, I will answer all of yo
Hero 108+ ListThe Other 108 HeroesHero 108+ List in Profiles More Like This
001 Kyristel Qbe
002 Wolf King
004 Tick Brother Gnasher
005 Hermit Crab King
006 Seahorse Queen
007 Shadow Skeleton
008 Hawk King
017 Cow Queen
018 Susan of the Forest
019 Bison King
020 Lianna Taketsu
021 Gene the Genie
022 Bull King
024 Chipmunk Queen
026 Misa Kitsune
028 Devil Mask
031 Shadow Mage
032 Yi of the Owls
034 Lil' Zina
036 Woodpecker King
038 Kai Wemaine
039 Turbo Twister
041 Luna Moth Girl
042 Illustrious Olivia
044 Kid Alpha
046 Moose King
047 Scareye Hunter
050 Black Dragon
051 Seahorse King
052 Pirate Gizmo
054 Wolverine King
056 Chump King
060 Mini Zaid
065 Vulture King
066 Sorcerer Lord Vladimir
067 White Dragon
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Midnight and Oracle were greatly allowed to visit the castle in Canterlot. Prince Thorn, Princess Celestia, and Princess Luna all agreed that they and some of their friends deserved a tour. They brought along Cirria, Shard, Sparkplug, Lightning, Sapphire, Shia, Fire Star, and Midnight's brother's family. It was a rather large party, but the royal alicorns did not mind in the slightest. Twilight and her friends also accompanied them, as of the Princess's request.
The tour began in the main castle area, where most ponies are allowed to see. The grand hallways were decorated with fine stain-glass windows and fine tile floors. Prince Thorn guided them to a more favorite place of his, the gardens. There were a variety of flowers and a variety of plants. The statues that decorated the gardens were also very impressive. But for some reason Prince Thorn did not stay there for long. Midnight, however, separated from the group. He walked tow
A New EraA few years have gone by, and the land of Equestria hardly stayed the same. So many things have happened to this land that nopony could count them all. Even the small town of Ponyville had such thrills that nopony would want to repeat. But even so, some years have gone by.A New Era in Profiles More Like This
A little home on the edge of Ponyville was not so little anymore; at least on the outside. The pony that inhabited the home was also not so little anymore. Midnight and his home went through some changes. Thanks to his better understanding of his potential, he was able to make all these changes. His home now consisted of three levels. The first level was his main living area, with many chairs, a table and kitchen for when he has some friends. The second underground level was his bedroom, which me made plenty of space for him and perhaps more if need be, complete with a closet, many shelves and dressers. The third level was his private room. He mostly keeps his books and creative spells down there, but the room is loc
Evo DeckThis is the Evo Deck. It is filled with several Degree Monsters and other monsters that rely of level manipulation and other sorts. This is the main deck for Yukimo Shinka. Her ace monster is Evolf, as well as Evox, Evowl, Evoconda, and Evocat.Evo Deck in Profiles More Like This
Buzzkill Level 4 Dark Attribute Insect ATK: 1500 DEF: 700
A buzzing insect with a high death count.
Evocat Level 3 Light Attribute beast ATK: 1000 DEF: 600
A young kitten born in the Great Life Plains. She has a mysterious and powerful energy inside of her.
Evocanda Level 5 Earth Attribute Reptile ATK: 1900 DEF: 1500
A young snake born in the Great Life Plains. He has a mysterious and powerful energy inside of him.
Evolf Level 4 Light Attribute Beast ATK: 1700 DEF: 800
A young wolf born in the Great Life Plains. He has a mysterious and powerful energy inside of him.
Evowl Level 2 Wind Attribute Winged-Beast ATK: 700 DEF: 700
A young owl born in the Gr
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Midnight woke up to the call of a rooster. Although it was early to others, Midnight was wide awake now. He has never slept for so long on something so comfortable. He got up, stretched his legs and wings, and left the barn. Applejack was already up and preparing for the day. Midnight walked towards her as she ran about the farm. He entered the house after her, but he ran into her instead. Applejack took a while to recover but she managed. "Sorry Applejack" said Midnight.
"It's alright there Midnight " she replied. "I'm just in a hurry because " Applejack stopped after that and looked around nervously. Midnight was confused by her actions, but then she pushed Midnight into another room. "I forgot to show ya to my family!" she said with enthusiasm. Midnight walked after about a few minutes of being pushed. First pony he met was an old pony in a rocking chair. Her mark was an apple pie. She seemed to be asleep while rocking in her c
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Oracle was accompanied by Color Burst and Misty Fog. They gallop towards Midnight's home, in which Oracle was leading them. They arrived there, and saw that the house seemed empty. Oracle gently and slowly walked up close to the door. Faint sobs were heard coming from the other side. Oracle knocked on the door, "Mid-"
Oracle was taken back, she has never been yelled at by Midnight before. Color Burst walked up to the door and placed his horn near the lock. Instead of one color, Color Burst's magic was multicolored. The door unlocked and began to slowly open without a single sound. Color Burst's horn still glowed, he was preparing for the worse. "Midnight "
"I said GO AWAY!" Midnight turned and shot a black beam of energy from his spike. Color Burst formed a multicolored shield around himself that absorbed the attack.
"Midnight, what's wrong with you?!" shouted Color Burst. "You yelled at your girlfriend and almost blasted
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The next day, Twilight and her friends crowded into the Library. Sparkplug, Lightning, and Oracle were inside as well. Everypony was talking at once about different things, but all based around a similar subject, Midnight. Twilight stomped her hoof into the ground to silence the crowd. However, everypony but Oracle continued to talk. Twilight tried to quiet everypony down, but her voice was silenced through all of the noise. "QUIET!" shouted Oracle. The room was now quiet and many ponies were stunned. She looked around and then paid more attention onto Twilight.
"I called you all here for the recent banishment of our friend Midnight" she said.
"I never knew you had it in you" said Sparkplug, "You always follow Celestia's orders."
"Yes, I usually do. But, Oracle showed me something that could have been the real cause of the accident yesterday." The broken band was lifted into everypony's view. Rainbow Dash and Sparkplug became nervous whe
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That night was the start for Oracle's training. Zecora said that she could teach Oracle to see auras, the living energy that surrounds almost everything. Of course, Midnight was more than happy to hear this. Oracle, on the other hand, was skeptical. She doubted that Zecora could teach a common Earth pony something magical. But, that did not stop her from getting interested. Midnight found that staying would only be a distraction, so he left. Cirria, however, wanted to stay. She wanted to spend time with her mother. Rubyrumor was exhausted from the party, so she retired to her room. Zecora seemed slightly upset by seeing her out, but she ignored it.
"Alright Zecora, how do we start?" asked Oracle.
Zecora reached into her bag and a pile of gold dust lay on her hoof. She exhaled, making the gold dust fly all across Oracle. Oracle coughed and blew the dust away. Suddenly, her eyes started to glow. "The dust I have blown has a special task" she started.
A MessengerVolghen walked back up the hall to the doors to his quarters. He stood for a moment outside, glancing at the intricate designs on the hard wooden surfaces. The doors themselves were carved from the finest wood from the trees of Lamia Etan and had intricate weaving patterns scribed into them. In the centre of the two doors was a circular silver plate bearing the Xandathian seal - two crossed swords with a mighty have spreading its wings above them. Volghen heaved open the doors and stepped inside his room. His quarters were quite similar in nature to Sordath's throne room save for a few decorative details and the notable difference in size. Grisly trophies of past kills adorned every grey stone wall in between the golden torch holders. Despite being smaller than the throne room Volghen's quarters were still quite large and suitably lavish. Deep purple velvet curtains hung either side of a vast window on the far side of the room, a rug made from the skin of a wild Xandathian bear killedA Messenger in Fantasy More Like This
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Two armoured guards stood either side of the entrance to the tower. They were burly men with coarse black hair, boasting the same armour as Kharadin. The dark metal glowed a dank orange in the light of the torches above them. Both guards were armed with halberds held upright as they stood, the great weapons stood a fearsome 2 metres tall next to their wielders. Both of them stared long and hard at the land before them, silent and still. Kharadin stood in front of the guards, who fell one knee before the big Xenoch.
"Rise." Kharadin uttered. The two muscular men resumed their stances and stood silent once again. The Xenoch vice commander strolled past the men and into the tower.
He made his way through the entrance hall of Nemda Nieth. The grand passage was lined either side with towering statues of some of the greatest warriors that had ever served in the Xandathian army. Always noticeable was the absence of a memorial to arguably one of the mightiest in history - Koryk. Sordath had ma
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Arazel walked directly at Kharadin, seemingly ignorant of the fact he was there. Kharadin stood unsure of what to do, thinking that the elder god had to manoeuvre around him at some point. Contrary to what the Kharadin expected, Arazel carried on toward him, walking straight through the weary knight. As Arazel passed through him Kharadin felt the same icy chill all over his body as his fingers had when he pawed the blue mist. So many things that Arazel was capable of completely dumbfounded Kharadin.
The blue robed god stopped and gestured over toward the waterfall. "Are you familiar with the Falls of Despair?" he asked without so much as looking at Kharadin.
"The waterfall you mean? No." Kharadin replied his tone still one of confusion.
"Hmmm, blissfully ignorant I suppose." Arazel closed his eyes in thought, "You desire to know about the entity in Pandema correct?"
"What? You mean you know?" Kharadin blurted out his reply without much consideration.
"Still intensely calm and in though
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After a few minutes of walking Arazel drew to an abrupt halt. Kharadin looked ahead and saw a huge stone wall in front of them with a giant crest carved into its face. The crest depicted two serpents bound by a triad. He recognised the crest, after all there were few people over Vanaar that wouldn't.
"With all due respect Lord Arazel. Is this all I was brought to see? A wall with the crest of the Eta'ai emblazoned on it?"
"Patience really is a concept that escapes you isn't it Kharadin?" The Elder God stepped toward the wall and knelt down on one knee, raising his left fist to his face and extending his first two fingers. "Brace yourself Kharadin."
Suddenly a bright blue light surrounded Arazel, the force of the aura almost took Kharadin of his feet. It felt as though an immense wind was rushing through the cavern, trying to carry him back to the entrance. Looking up he noticed that the crest carved into the vast wall before them was slowly lighting up. White light was gradually breaki
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As Kharadin reached the hilltop he headed toward the vesparath keeping grounds. They only occupied a relatively small portion of the royal compound because despite the giant size of the creatures it housed, there were relatively few of them. Only the highest officers were granted the privilege of riding one. Only important cross-regional journeys where an imposition needs to be made warrant the use of vesparath, even with his high rank Kharadin had to ride a horse most of the time.
He dismounted the large white behemoth an approached the keepers hut. When he drew within paces of the door a large, deep voice bellowed out from within the small wooden structure. "Long time no see Sir Kharadin". An unmistakable hoarse, booming laugh sounded and Kharadin knew exactly whom he was talking to.
"Evening Darunte, are you going to assist me or do I have to unsaddle this vesparath myself?"
Darunte let out another hoarse laugh "I see Pandema hasn't changed you one bit. You're as impatient as ever."
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The grand doors closed behind Kharadin and with that Sordath rose from his throne. Kharadin walked toward the towering Emperor and fell to one knee before him "Your Majesty, I have returned from the nation of Pandema." the big Xenoch was humbled before the great ruler before him.
"Rise Sir Kharadin." Sordath sat back down "What is happening in Pandema? Start from the beginning."
Kharadin rose to his feet and stood strong. "Now is a time of civil unrest in the nation of Pandema your Majesty. Current goings on have left the Pandeman public restless and frightened. As the days pass by King Varda is becoming dangerous and paranoid, his grip on his kingdom is slowly slipping in the wake of an unseen foe."
Sordath's eyes narrowed as he glared at the black armoured Xenoch. "Your orders were to find out exactly what was going on Kharadin." The Xandathian Emperor raised his voice "So far you have told me everything I already knew!" He slammed his fist down on the armrest of his throne.
Voices in the WindHe headed back down the stairs and back to his own quarters, where he could be alone.Voices in the Wind in Fantasy More Like This
As he stepped out into the hallway of the floor below, Volghen felt that the air had changed, the slight chill of the winter night had gone, instead the air around him carried a peculiar warmth. The hall was completely empty save for Volghen, he walked up to outside his doors and once again pushed them open, closing them lightly behind him. As he stepped further and further into the room the stifling air became worse, it seemed to linger around the Xenoch commander as if it were watching him. He walked back over to the fireplace that he had earlier been staring into. Just as he leaned a hand on the wall beside it, the blazing orange flames went out suddenly, leaving nothing but smoking wood. The air in the room began to swirl as though a gentle wind were blowing through the window, however the window in the room was closed.
Volghen laughed quietly, "So the spirits wish to hunt me down? Do you think I
A Demonstration of PowerThe wind was still whistling outside the great hall of Nemda Nieth. It was the only sound that could be heard in the hall, although there was no-one there to hear it. All of Sordath's soldiers either were on guard somewhere in the tower or were sleeping. The Xenoch Knights were housed separately from the Xandathian army. Regular Xandathian soldiers were confined to fifteen man dorms on the first and second floors of Nemda Nieth whereas Xenoch's had their own personal quarters on the third and fourth floors. High-ranking officers had lavish rooms dedicated to them on the higher levels of the tower and Sordath himself had the throne room at the very top of his fortress. The hierarchy of Sordath's forces was perfectly displayed by Nemda Nieth's arrangement.A Demonstration of Power in Fantasy More Like This
Linking all of the floors was a grand spiral staircase. On the stairs, footsteps echoed up the column. The sound of armoured feet making their way upstairs continually bounced back off the cold stone walls. A shadow crept around the cu
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"You mean he provided it?"
"Yes, it was a gift to commemorate my ascendance to one of the highest posts in his army, and a fine gift too. Many a life has been stolen away by this blade. Without a great sword there can be no great warrior."
"He received one like mine but never uses it. How do you think he earned the nickname Karhandrachtna?"
Puzzled, Sephine replied "Well seeing as I don't know what that means I don't know how he got it."
"'Devil with Black Blade.' Volghen's sword is like no other, the blade is black as the night sky. No one knows it's origins but there is no sword like it. I have seen him slice open steel armour effortlessly with once slash."
Kharadin chuckled to himself, "You've never seen Volghen fight have you?" He pointed to the scar on his face. "I have experienced his power, he fights like a man possessed. More have fallen to his blade than to anyone else's in the whole of the Xenoch ranks."
"I still remember you coming home that night
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Winter had fallen upon Thanados. The subtle warmth of autumn had long since gone and left behind it a lingering chill in the air. Thunder roared in the heavens, accompanied by heavy rain that was falling from the night sky, swirling around the spires of the city's watch towers and battering the roofs of huts the squalid slums lining the outskirts of the city. A lone traveller was approaching the city from the air, braving the icy rain and biting winds. He was a large man clad in black armour with broad strong shoulders and large muscle bound arms. His hair coarse, long and black largely covered by the hood of his dark cape. He was riding a colossal white behemoth with giant powerful wings, its beak pointed like a spear and eyes of deep red.
Thanados was the Royal City, just beyond there was Nemda Nieth, the fortress of Sordath, the Emperor of Xandathia. The traveller rode determined, focused only on his destination ignoring the constant barrage of raindrops that beat against his face.
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The red water runs,
Turning into an ocean,
A world shall soon scream...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 22nd February 2012
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In the deepest night our ship was sailing
Quietly through the moonlit sea.
Until we saw the monstrosity rising
'By the gods, it couldn't be!'
From the watery depths we heard it shriek;
Tendrils arcing toward the sky.
Like harpoons cast toward the heavens
The time for battle was nigh.
My crew prepared the starboard cannons
As I steered my ship through the rumbling tide.
The vicious whirpool which drew us in,
Was the abyss in which the beast would hide.
Soon it began to strike at us;
Tentacles lashing like deadly whips!
Several times we were nearly broken
As it clicked and smacked its horrid lips...
'Fire!' I screamed as the cannons roared
Each one delivering a ball of death.
I watched as its skin puckered and burst
My heart racing with every breath...
The creature thrashed and writhed about
As its painful fury scattered the sea!
But slowly we watched it slink away
And our hearts lit up with glee.
Our grins soon turned to garish laughs
As we whooped
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We are creatures of mortality
Born to live and die.
Yet there are those amongst us
Who resent the last goodbye.
They see it as an end to things;
The call of colder waves.
They have a fear of being trapped;
Locked away in graves.
But deep beneath the buried earth
No one hears you scream.
Pound and smash against the coffin;
End this horrid dream!
Kiss the flower of the reaper
Bear his blissful touch...
Soon you will be wisked away
Warm within his clutch!
But now you know the dreaded fear
Of why we cannot die.
We hear the reaper calling us
That we cannot lie.
In both our dreams and waking nights;
We see the blackest fate.
His cackles fill our bitter days
And they will not abate.
That is why we drink this now
Poison good or ill.
Either we will live forever
Or die against his will.
"I will not be death's puppet..."
-Chen Yuan Wen ft. IrrenderNarr42, 23rd March 2012
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We'll start with the rose petals
scattered lavishly across the bed
A symbolic collage of my broken thoughts
like memories crushed and thrown into the winds
they lie where they fall, forever forgotten...
Tacks and nails shall line the floor!
A perfect representation of my painful steps
To walk forward was to suffer
to stand still was to endure
Like the insults thrown at me, like the physical abuse
they drive their way into my skin and remain embedded
Unable to be removed except by force
And now comes the masterpiece, the perfect finishing touch
A wall of words and photographs depicting my sorrows and greivances
The filthy shame of these long years and the pain which I've kept inside
Now I engrave it into this concrete canvas...
Let all the world know of what was done to me
even as I part from it...
For in death I swear they shall have no reprieve!
In life I wanted to be beautiful and in death I shall finally be so
For the weight of
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It's been awhile since I've come by
I guess that's my bad this time
A lot of stuff has changed recently
And I kind of wish that you could see it all
I've got a girlfriend now, she's sweet and caring
I remember when you used to joke that I'd never get one
It always used to make me so mad...
Did you know, she's got green eyes. My favourite colour
She makes great food and I really wish she could have met you
Diablo three finally came out and I know we were waiting for that one
You always used to promise that we'd play it together sometime
But I know that it's impossible with the way things are...
I thought a lot about getting the game, walked into the store even
I tried picking it up, but my hands just kept shaking
I ended up leaving without buying anything...
You know, I still have all of our old stuff...
Your dice, your miniatures, your Paladin character sheet
It's even got that little stain in the corner, the big yellow one
I remember how pissed
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The tides that bind a fallen city,
Swirls of vision, animosity...
Lost beneath a silvered glass,
Watch and wait as hours pass.
You find yourself, now surreal,
Surrounded by clocks with a ticking squeal.
You walk to the kitchen, a hand you find,
A platter in which to place your mind.
The microwave dings, the toaster rings,
From the oven you pull, intestinal strings.
You stab with the knife, it ends in your head,
Place your mind into a toasted bread...
You walk to the car, you breathe in deep,
You look into your pocket; the bottle you keep.
You take a long swig, it's a magical drive,
Your soul falls asleep while you await to arrive.
Silence, broken silence,
Emptiness filled with eyes and ears,
Rainbows haunt and tear the skies,
Falling rain like bitter tears...
Broken and unspoken,
Suddenly you are bowed!
Your throat explodes with shards of glass,
It ends the life to which you vowed...
Each gurgle of blood that is caught on your lips,
The sputum you cough is fleck
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Ye say that nothin' changes;
That all we're tryin' t' do is fer naught.
Ye say that nothing's wrong,
That we should be acceptin' of our fate.
But why should we simply accept things as they are?
Are we no' a free people?
Are we no' allowed t' speak our minds?
Every man, every woman in this land,
Has the freedom t' choose their own path.
If our ideals must beg us differ,
Then that too is a part of the change that grips us.
What exactly do ye have t' fear?
If yer stoic in ye ideal that nothin' will ever change.
Why not simply ignore us;
A passin' flight o' fancy that we are...
Yet still ye try, ye attempt t' change our minds.
Ye pacify us with the notion of acceptance,
Highlightin' the fact that the world is fine.
Ye say that this is the way that things should be!
That m'friend, is yer personal freedom;
I'll not impinge upon it, fer it be yours.
I only ask, if ye could kindly mind,
Not to treat us, like we're bleedin' blind...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 18th July 2013
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And pictures the sunset in a distant land.
She dreams of places, where she'd be free.
With clouds as far as the eyes could see.
And there she'd dance to the song of the rain,
While I would watch from my window pane.
With a smile befitting such a lovely girl;
The daughter I lost, to a cruel world...
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That I am trapped within this box of crushing insecurity...
Screaming as I shatter my nails against the wall.
But I'm sure you'll tell me to just smile and wave.
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Don't ask me where he went
I see his traces in the words you write
But his power is truly spent
And all I see now is meaningless
Words made simply for the thrill
Belted out by a literary killer
Monster, looking for a fill
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will forever be how I remember you.
I won't remember your petite
and deliciously sweet smile.
I won't remember the nervous way
you'd embrace me
as though my open arms
might be retracted at any moment.
I won't remember your kindness
wrought from a belief you deserved
none of what life had been willing
to bless upon you.
I won't remember how I nearly loved
every little part of you
from your crooked smirk
to your large hands
molded perfectly to fit in mine.
I will remember your cowardice
your fear of the possibility of my love.
I will remember your lies
whispered sweetly to me
in that empty library
of how you thought
we could last together.
I will remember all the embittered
and loving words
which choked me as you forced
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to crumble up
the remnant pieces
of my love for you
and throw them in the trash
but I'm such a bad shot.