precious creationsLong ago, when the world was still foolish and hungry for nothing more than food and riches instead of knowledge, there were 7 dragons: Fire, Ice, Earth, Water, Wind, light, and the king of all dragons, Dark. Every thousand years the dragons would gather and create something. They created it with the intention of tempting all of mankind to seek after it. Then they would hide it deep in a cave and wait to devour whoever made it as far as the cave of the treasure.precious creations
Their creations were so tempting that thousands of men all around the world would go out in search of them even though no one who had ever went out in search of it came back. O
HassleThe ground is littered with trash, but he doesn't care to clean it up. He just sits there, staring at the wall, not a thought in his mind. He's not catatonic, just depressed. It's not easy losing a loved one. Not easy at all. When it first happened he had gone insane, thrown things everywhere. That's where the trash came from. But he didn't feel like moving now. Or did he?. He stood up. He walked over to the dresser, opened the droor and pulled something out. He stared at it for what seemed like days, and then finally broke out into tears. He dropped the picture of his wife to the floor and once more began trashing his apartHassle
crying puddlesHe cries because the world is such a dank place and his tears make puddles in the street. When he plays in them his sorrow fades and the crying ceases. Then they dry up and the crying begins again.crying puddles
Becoming ColorblindI leave the room, the air is crisp and cold My arms cross around my chest and I shiver The wind blows and the tears on my cheeks sting me I turn into the wind and stand intrepid, welcoming the pain The color fades from my eyes And all I see is black and white Perhaps it’s the darkness of this night Or maybe it’s the rejection that I’m feeling I walk away, never wishing to turn back to youBecoming Colorblind
A year later, and I’m still colorblind I see you in the distance for the first time since that day It’s cold again, and your cheeks are red Your eyes seem weak, they seem blank, a
HarlequinYour face is so colorful; I can’t help but watch As you dance a dance In your myriad of colors.Harlequin
You don a mask that is prettier
Than most I’ve seen. But I can’t help but wonder What lies beneath.
With leaps and bounds You awe even me, Your most loving of all Of you many spectators.
Your dance around the truth Holds me captive; Every move of your smiling face and body
I know from timeless memory.
My dancing joker, forever be. I don’t care if you hide from truth; Your spinning colors and beautiful mask
WorthGod forgive me For what I have done. This life that I have taken was worth something, I’m sure. Their bloodWorth
Splatters the wall, Forever stains the carpet. I feel bad now, Though it had started As just some fun. They had been Worthless, Stupid and misunderstood. But I’m glad, Thinking about
Another soul Trying to get to you. But they never Would have; So much sin In their lives. Their walls show Pictures Of bands; Grundge, Heavy-metal all. A cross sits Forlornly On
I'm sorry, legend leaf
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Four complete idiots.
The perfect crime.
What could possibly go wrong?
Answer that and stay fashionable.....
sorry i like trigun. cept when the priest guy died. he was one of my fav characters. they shouldnt have killed him. the cross gun was awesome.
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Four complete idiots.
The perfect crime.
What could possibly go wrong?
Answer that and stay fashionable.....
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