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SadnessSadness is destructive.Sadness by Otakuu4lyphe
Sadness makes you blind.
Sadness makes you feel dead
even though you are alive.
Sadness is a reminder that
there is a dark side of your mind.
Sadness thinks you are oblivious.
Annoyingly informing you
that you've been done wrong.
Sadness is a magnet
for unwanted sympathy
from on lookers
who are just curious.
Sadness has a message for you:
"You don't belong".
Sadness is a wonder.
How it can leave
with you headaches
worse than a hangover?
How does it make you
spill your guts
as it takes over?
Sadness is a bomb
that takes long to defuse.
You look like
you're about to blow up,
no one takes cover.
They do the exact opposite,
they surround you and laugh
ha ha ha ha.
You slowly suffocate
as they hover,
go to your happy place
la la la la.
Sadness is madness
that's about as low
as you descend.
Fuel it and it will
stay with you
as if it is you're only friend.
Sadness becomes gladness
when its torture reaches the end.
Sadness is what you fall
AftermathDon't pretendAftermath by Otakuu4lyphe
that this is the end.
It's okay hold my hand.
You're too paralyzed after
watching everything you love
die before your eyes.
Yet you're attention is what I demand.
We have to move on.
Don't look behind.
The pain is too hard to swallow.
You're being useless.
We're spitting on their memories
if we get on our knees and just wallow.
I will follow the silver lining.
I will reach for the light
before it stops shining.
I'm not gonna give up on you,
call it bad timing.
But this moment happened
so you could grow up
and quit your whining.
Everyday day 'n night-
You always wake up
with a little piece of you
Even if you don't want
to be together,
I'm all that you have left.
If you think
I'm gonna save your ass
again and again.
Don't hold your breath.
'Cause with calamity down
you still don't see,
that at the end of the rainbow;
we can both find peace.
Then we can go our separate ways
forget all the times
we shared a laugh.
You gave us no time to
Carry MeYou entered my world.Carry Me by Otakuu4lyphe
Took to the skies, free as a bird.
Or more like an angel I’ve never seen or heard,
be so colourful in appearance and language.
Looks can be deceiving as you hid well your anguish.
You risked it all to save my life-my rich, pathetic life.
He is mine and I am his.
So we've sealed the promise with a kiss.
After we said our vows,
I kissed him again but his eyes still opened
with raised brows.
I feel it in my gut, it’s screaming in my head.
When I fall asleep, you always sneak out
then you wake me with our problems
how about we solve them again.
Let's start at the beginning:
tricked into an arranged marriage
neither of us can conceive,
I don't know how to make this any clear
our two countries expect a heir
where society is concerned, you need to care…
If I don't give you a baby.
I can't assure your safety.
Death was jealous of us and took away my lady…
I see your ghost every night at your spot on our bed.
Not NOW High School!- exclaims the TypewriterRight now as we speak,Not NOW High School!- exclaims the Typewriter by Otakuu4lyphe
I'm stuck in the library feeling bleak.
It's during lunch time
and I don't have the appetite, cause if I do
it won't feel right…
To sit in the only spot in the cafeteria,
with people who tick me off as I laugh it off
like I have hysteria-see ya!
So they expect me to mope around- boo hoo!
The bell just rang and not a fuck was given.
My fingers refuse to listen to my brain,
all ten driven.
Driven to continue typing and typing,
eventually I’ll be reciting
what I’m about to do.
Sounds boring but boredom is worth enduring
than being lost to a world of pricks.
AcceptI know, how I knowAccept by dai-vee
That it cannot be so
The answer is no
Before feelings grow
And nothing is different
And nothing is spent
We're stuck in the present
Behind in the rent
The soul becomes jaded
The dreams have all faded
Not that they aided
Before they were raided
By grimmest reality
The myth of being free
Of choosing your destiny
Though it mightn't be
Blood Love - The Viscount VampireBlood Love - The Viscount Vampire by Kira-Mimiko
Lin and Leonidas
The Viscount Vampire
“Why do I exist? Why was I put on this earth if only to feel pain and resentment?” - L
It was 10:30 p.m. on New Years Eve, 31 December 2012. Lin McFadden was upstairs in her bedroom dressed to nines for an event she had been dreading for months. The mere thought of this event would cause Lin’s skin to pale, her heart rate to increase and her hands to shake violently. What little strength Lin had at the start of the holidays, quickly dissipated with each passing day.
The last thing Lin wanted to do was to be surrounded by people when she was feeling so lost and confused. If her body could reveal how much emotional pain she was in, she’d be scratched and bruised all over. All Lin wanted was to be free; free from her parents who treated her more like a trophy than a daughter and free from her classmates who wanted nothing more than to be her.
Lin was sat at her pale pink vanity mirror while the party star
Blood Love: The Viscount Vampire - Chp 2Blood Love: The Viscount Vampire - Chp 2 by Kira-Mimiko
Lin & Leonidas
The Viscount Vampire
“I don’t know when it was that I resigned myself to spending eternity alone, but over the years, loneliness became my only companion.” L
The boy known as Leonidas sat in a chair across from Lin and watched her intently. It had been many years since he performed that act. He did not know if he could do it. But his desire to keep her alive drove him to do it. He thought Lin would scream when she saw him but she did not. She kept perfectly still and watched him just as he watched her, taking in every bit of his appearance. There was a moment of shock in her eyes but then there was recognition. He was pleased that she recognised him. Finally after five full minutes, Lin spoke.
“Leonidas?” she asked peering up at him. Her voice was so soft, so beautiful; he thought she had hypnotized him for he could not look away from the beauty before him. He watched the flickering flames dancing in her marble eyes an
Chapter V: Garrick PadfootChapter V: Garrick Padfoot by Blueredor
Previously...in the Chronicles of Azeroth
"Mrs. Milly!", The peasant screamed, "Mrs. Milly!".
"What happened?, Milly asked with frightened face,"...Who did this?".
"The border...the soldiers", The peasant cried without control,"...they...murdered them!".
"Huh?!, Who?", Milly asked.
"The Defias!", a peasant yelled.
"The woman is still alive!", the bandit yelled.
"Doesn't matter", the leader said, "we've what we need", pointing his finger toward the cart, "extract all the grapes of the sector and call in the rest for the invasion on this town, hahaha".
"Well", Willem said after a sigh, "I hope you strapped your belt on tight lads, because there is work to do here in Northshire".
"Recently, a new group of thieves has been hanging around Northshire", McBride said, "They call themselves the Defias Brotherhood", points a finger at the map of the entire Northshire indicating places, "and have been seen across the river to the east," slide his finger to the Northshire vineyard also known Oswor
Chapter VI: The Goldshire's PrideChapter VI: The Goldshire's Pride by Blueredor
Previously...on The Chronicles of Azeroth
"I see those fools at the Abbey sent some fresh meat for us", Garrick said mockingly challenged and looking at them, "you success to overcome all my thieves... is the first time that adventurous as you manage to beat many of us".
"I don't know whether to take it as a compliment", Nailock said trying to deduce, "or nonsense".
"Nailock", Davis said reluctantly.
"Returns the vineyard of the town, Garrick!", Gabriel demanded by threatening with his hammer.
"You are finish!, you don't have more forces", Davis said as he and Karjub prepare their spells.
"Not if i'm still alive!", Garrick scream willingness to fight
"Don't think Cough you won", Garrick said about to pass out, "...the others....will... avenge!".
"Behold, the heroes of Northshire!", Mcbride proclaim with loud applause being accompanied by all the crowd.
"Garrick Padfoot", Willem formality yells the sentence, "by numerous robberies, murders, looting and be a member of defias...the people
A Sad Face is Good for the Heart?Well, in the right time and place, yes, I certainly think so. I must admit happy endings really irritate me because they're not real. How many of us get sick of how passe happy endings are in stories? Is it passe to end a story on an unhappy note just as much as happy endings are a cliche? Should anyone bother with endings since it's all been done before? Do unhappy story endings disappoint you? Why/why not?A Sad Face is Good for the Heart? by dai-vee
The title, if you're wondering, is from the Book of Ecclesiastes.
skylineskyline by Moonflower-Essence
The soft glowing light of the city skyline
Pierced my veil and invaded my dreams.
The soft fabric of reality slowly became
dreamlike and ethereal like being touched
by the hand of God. Nothing else mattered
when I looked into the mirror and nothing
else mattered when I knew came to terms
I am a nobody amongst thousands upon
billions of people. Think about that right
now. You are one person living a life and
there's a million other people doing the
exact same thing. You and millions of others
share black coffee with a lover (either a
significant other or a beloved pet) and
millions of people are taking smoke breaks.
It all kind of melts away here in the skyline.
The way the clouds blend seamlessly into
the background and how the city buildings
light up one by one (those are people doing
that you know) and the rainy weather due
tomorrow looks so unlikely to the nice
breeze of today. It all kind of makes you think.
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