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posted by IlovePatch97
My pag-ibig so beautifully bound in robes of scarlet hue
With nails so black scraping away at rotting church pews
I tell you I pag-ibig you madami than myself
But to understand, from me you shall receive neither money nor wealth
What you paghahanap for is not emotion or passion, it’s much madami precise
It’s the golden fortune which comes with a price
So you take the deal and strike my head
Your beating heart, now made of lead
Allow me the peace of mind to soften the last deadly blow
Perhaps this is how our story ends of you the Raven and I the Crow



(Crows and Ravens, in European legends are known to symbolize death)
posted by hgfan5602
I will remember you always.
Will you remember me?
That is a tanong for you to answer,
And not me.

I promise
That I will always
Keep the flame of memory alive.
The fun that we had will never
Be forgotten.

Even on foggy evenings,
The darkest of nights,
You will always be in my heart.
For I know that you will help me
Keep the flame of memory blazing
Always.

All the good times that we had,
All the fun that we had,
All the tears that we let out,
All the anger we let out
Will never be wasted.
Because every minuto of it
Is in my heart.

I will tend to the apoy
Every night,
Recollecting all the memories we have
Knowing that the flame of memory
Is the brightest flame of all
And it will blaze on.
posted by Problematic129
*Thanks for all the comments and fans :) Please read and review*
Chapter 15
    A scream in the dark
    I yelled against the mouth, fighting around it. They leaned towards me, “Spying can lead to something very deadly.”
    “Who are you?!” I yelled, but it was muffled so it sounded weird.
    Was it bubble gum girl…no, it couldn’t be here. This person looked like they had black hair, or was that a cap?
    I struggled against the hand, it felt to hard to be a girl’s, but it smelled...
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posted by alicia386
Maycen, Elysia, Gabriel, and Arthur stood in a bilog around some ashes that once was Dylon Mathers, the famous novelist. HIs life came to a sudden end. It wasn't because he wrote bad books. It was what he based his books off of. It is one thing to write about fiction but it is entirely different if you write about someone's past and have everyone read it. As I, Kyler Adams, write this horrific tale, I only want you to promise you won't share this with a soul. My life depends on it.

Writing this tale will lead me to the same fate as Dylon's. I only wish to share this with you to inform you of...
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posted by wantadog
Chapter 2!


Juliet retrieved the papers from the chicken pen, saying hi to a few of them while she was there, and made her way towards the road. She considered going back to ask her mother about dad again, but decided that it could wait. She would talk to her about it when she got back. Jessica reached the gate leading to the road and left, taking care to remember to close it. Her farm was about a mile away from the rest of the town, so it took her about 10 minutos of walking to arrive. On the way, Juliet dropped a piece of paper. Her hands were pretty full, so she folded it and put it in her...
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posted by Problematic129
    Chapter 9
    Crazified
    “THIS IS SO UNFAIR!” Ali roars, as a really scary looking guard dude hauls her out of the house, with us following in tow.
    I’m on my phone as I say. “Ali, sweethart, we weren’t invited.”
    “BUT WE KNOW HER!”
    “That’s why.” I answer, as the door is shut ion our faces. “Now, let’s go.”
    “NO WAY, WERE GOING BACK!”
    Even Scotty looks spooked. “Ali, calm down, it’s...
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posted by 1999jacko
3 WEEKS LATER

Rick stormed around his room a huge red welt lay across his face and his eyes were raw with tears after a huge beating from his own dad. After a while of doing nothing in his room he heard his dad stomping loudly up the stairs and ran to his kama and dropped down trying to get under it as his dad marched in angrily, Rick could smell the alcohol in his breath as this huge towering man grabbed his leg roughly and pulled him from the hiding place he had tried to get to and picked him throwing him on his bed. Rick could only just see his mum running into the room before a huge fist...
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posted by Dhampires
I'm cheerful on the outside yes, but under this huge hyperfilled, cheerful girl is a fragile antique.

On the outside some see me as normal or energetic maybe the one mansanas with a hole in the barrel.

I'll plaster a smile every now and then to ipakita the me-the fake me- to disguise the actual one pulling the strings.

As I stand before the mirror starring at myself I see that figure looming behind me his hand on my shoulder.

And at that moment my mask breaks and I'm stunned at my actual self.

I'm filled with depression, sadness, anger and haterid.

Never did I want to ever see the true me.

The mirror breaks and the man susunod to me whispers "Your mine." I look down in defeat.

Dropping to the ground-on my knees-I begin to cry.

He got the better of me and now I am no more.

"I'm a monster." I say to myself through a sob.
posted by dragonsmemory
There are many different Kinds in Eden, and each has its own language. Since the geography of the planet forced the Kinds to coexist, many words are shared between tongues, albeit with changed meanings. This artikulo focuses mainly on the language of the dragons.

Draconian is one of the most difficult languages to learn to write. The placement of certain letters and accents changes the meaning of the various words and phrases. There are few beings willingly to teach this strange tongue, and few of them reside on Earth.

The word eht, in Draconian, means "love." However, with the addition of a...
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posted by Problematic129
*Thanks for all the comments and fans :) Please read, review, and don't copy*
Chapter 4
        Ali, the overdramatic partier
    Right now were making our way to some exclusive party that Ali got invited to. Since I’m introducing you to my mga kaibigan in a horrible dis-organized order, there’s one vital important thing about Ali.
    Like I’ve told you she’s the great partier out of us all, not afraid to attend a party at a college guys dorm, which sends red flags up everywhere in my mind. But since she knows...
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posted by hgfan5602
I am a broken-winged eagle
Who cannot fly
Because I have set no goal for myself.
Other people laugh and scoff at me,
And I know that I must quickly find something
To hope for.

Everyday I think,
"What's the use? Nothing is my talent. Give up."
People think I am nothing but stupid,
But I can see that light within myself.
I have not yet soared.
I have not yet found my dream.

One day, I find something unique to dream for.
Writing.
Something that can take me to faraway places
Anywhere, beyond this universe.
And now I can soar.
Far, far, faraway

Where no one can catch me.
Where no one can disturb me.
Where I can be free.
Where I will no longer be
A broken-winged eagle.
posted by hgfan5602
Let us go on a journey
Let us hold hands in joy
Let us sit on the warm white sand
And let us watch the sun set tonight

We're gonna be a pair
We're gonna fly away
And let nobody go into our minds
Toni-i-ight

We're gonna slowly stand up
Listen to the waves
Roar and wash into the sand
And I'm gonna lean on you

Oh where were the times?
Where were the moments?
It seems like last year
When I kissed you and locked eyes

The sun's settin
But we're never gonna leave each other
Not if we stay together
Like ever...like forever

Watch the sun set
Watch the waves roll into each other
Oh my dear,
We're gonna never be separated

Sun sets,
Waves roll,
We're gonna sleep...
Side sa pamamagitan ng side.
added by hgfan5602
posted by Problematic129
Chapter 2
    Be careful what you kill for             
    “So…what’s your project on kiddies?” Ms. Arthur asks us.
    “So we have the first few installments of our documentary-”
    “Movie,” Sasha interjected.
    Ashlynn glared at her, “documentary of our very own horror hour.”
    Ms. Arthur frowns. “Horror hour?”
    “Um…you know, ma’am, the killing’s that took place...
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posted by Problematic129
    Chapter 8
    Old enemies
    “Welcome everyone! To Club Aprenta!” Ali laughed excitedly and clapped her hands, Sage whistled, I jumped up and down, and Beth bowed in front of the newest additions.
    “Club Aprenta?” Scotty asked. “What kind of name is that? And what do we do anyways?”
    I shrugged. “Nothing really, we just made this up to spend madami time together, you know how can school be.”
    “In other words,” Honey put her hands up in the air. “FREE...
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posted by SilverFanGirl
Thanks for the memories
Chapter one
June 6, 1994, my birth. My mother never meant to have me. Never did. My father's condom apparently broke so they were stuck with me. A babygirl. I had short brown hair with amber eyes. But when I was born, I had blue with a light brown lining around my pupil. The doctors never could figure that part out. My eyes changed quicker than most babies. My eyes changed a week earlier than they were supposed to. That's why I get picked on, I tell that story and no one believes me. They call me "Weirdo", "fake", etc.
Though my mother left and my father is a total drunk,...
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posted by alicia386
Chapter 7: You Can't Trust Anyone These Days

      James Knight slumped in his chair. It seemed like the most appropriate thing to do in this situation. How else was he suppose to act? He was a train wreck waiting to happen. He didn't bother combing his dirty blonde hair or wear decent clothes. He still had on his Lakers panglamig and faded blue jeans with holes ripped in the front. This was the kind of outfit he wouldn't dare where around the house if this was a regular day. For shoes, he had his scuffed, black Reeboks. His eyes were red and puffy but he still radiated that devilish charm...
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posted by Dhampires
She waited at the doorstep nearly all night he never came.

She quietly made my way to our room his image was the only thing that flooded my head.

'Would he come home? Had something happened to him? If it had why hadn't someone called?' she was thought she knee on the inside she was being over dramatic.

She leaned over her balcony looking on to the woods beyond the night stares filled the sky shimmering like diamonds, she smiled as the northern lights appeared it was rare to see in such a place other han Alaska but they shown bright. And as quickly as they came they left.

She quickly washed up and...
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