He kissed Ты slowly, and the feeling of Любовь drowned your senses. A hug. A kiss. And Ты went further on.
Ты walk home, feeling amazing, beautiful, wonderful and every other feeling of happiness and love. The sky seems full of joy and the blue is blinding. The clouds have mixed shapes and sizes, each much еще different than the other.
Ты enter your room and sit at the warmest corner in your room and smile at the thoughts of that special someone. Then your eyes blacken out.
Death. Hate. Depression. Bitterness. Sorrow. Murder.
Ты shake your head at the thoughts and push try to push them out. A feeling of emptiness fills your inner soul. Ты grab the нож under your постель, кровати from when Ты were eating арбуз and stick it in your back pocket.
A strong urge fills you. Ты can’t control it. Ты walk out your door and towards the person Ты love.
He is texting his friend about how much he loves you. Ты lift the нож into the air and try to hold back. Ты fingers cringe, trying to press the нож against his neck.
Ты feel the guilt slipping through your ears and cool off your neck. Ты let out a quiet sigh and smile. Ты are glad that Ты didn’t kill. Ты slowly lose grip of the нож and it slips out of your fingers, landing on his shoulder and gracefully gliding down his arm. A long scar scrapes his arm and the нож is stuck at the very end.
He falls down to the floor and looks around wildly to find the person in charge. His eyes fill with tears and disappoint when he sees that Ты are the cause of this. A twisted frown of hatred fills his expression.
Ты begin to cry and find a way to apologize for the harm just caused.
“I’m sorry.” Ты whisper and cry a lot more.
He gives a glare.
“How could you?” He slowly stutters.
“I didn’t mean to. I don’t know.” Ты whisper.
His eyes begin to blink quickly, Показ he would be gone any second.
Ты run to his side and Kiss his lifeless lips.
“I’m sorry. I Любовь you.” Ты say slyly and step away from the body.
Ты walk home, feeling amazing, beautiful, wonderful and every other feeling of happiness and love. The sky seems full of joy and the blue is blinding. The clouds have mixed shapes and sizes, each much еще different than the other.
Ты enter your room and sit at the warmest corner in your room and smile at the thoughts of that special someone. Then your eyes blacken out.
Death. Hate. Depression. Bitterness. Sorrow. Murder.
Ты shake your head at the thoughts and push try to push them out. A feeling of emptiness fills your inner soul. Ты grab the нож under your постель, кровати from when Ты were eating арбуз and stick it in your back pocket.
A strong urge fills you. Ты can’t control it. Ты walk out your door and towards the person Ты love.
He is texting his friend about how much he loves you. Ты lift the нож into the air and try to hold back. Ты fingers cringe, trying to press the нож against his neck.
Ты feel the guilt slipping through your ears and cool off your neck. Ты let out a quiet sigh and smile. Ты are glad that Ты didn’t kill. Ты slowly lose grip of the нож and it slips out of your fingers, landing on his shoulder and gracefully gliding down his arm. A long scar scrapes his arm and the нож is stuck at the very end.
He falls down to the floor and looks around wildly to find the person in charge. His eyes fill with tears and disappoint when he sees that Ты are the cause of this. A twisted frown of hatred fills his expression.
Ты begin to cry and find a way to apologize for the harm just caused.
“I’m sorry.” Ты whisper and cry a lot more.
He gives a glare.
“How could you?” He slowly stutters.
“I didn’t mean to. I don’t know.” Ты whisper.
His eyes begin to blink quickly, Показ he would be gone any second.
Ты run to his side and Kiss his lifeless lips.
“I’m sorry. I Любовь you.” Ты say slyly and step away from the body.
Izzy POV
It was about 12:01. I was going out to howl at the moon. When i walked outside, i saw a note. Iread it aloud.
Meet me in the woods at midnight.
love,
Your secret admirer
me:Wow,i have a secret admirer. maybe its owen. No wait, cody! no no, JUSTIN!!! или trent. What about Geoff?
I wondered all the way there. then, i tripped on a leg.
me:AHHH!
duncan: Эй, there babe.
izzy: what? oh, hi duncan. now, whos the secre admirer?
duncan: your looking at him.
me*laughs*okay, okay. Ты got me. now, who is it?
duncan:me.
me:oh, really?duncan: uhu!
3rd person
izzy: oh, okay then are Ты sure?
duncan; yes babe.
izzy: okay then
duncan: so,
izzy: Ты wanna make out.
duncan:okay
*2 hours later*
*2 еще hours alter*
izzy: okay well that was fun
duncan: yeah, uh, so, see Ты later.
izzy:okay
duncan: yeah.cool. okay then, bye!
izzy: bye.
*15 min later*
both: I Любовь U! *start making out*
It was about 12:01. I was going out to howl at the moon. When i walked outside, i saw a note. Iread it aloud.
Meet me in the woods at midnight.
love,
Your secret admirer
me:Wow,i have a secret admirer. maybe its owen. No wait, cody! no no, JUSTIN!!! или trent. What about Geoff?
I wondered all the way there. then, i tripped on a leg.
me:AHHH!
duncan: Эй, there babe.
izzy: what? oh, hi duncan. now, whos the secre admirer?
duncan: your looking at him.
me*laughs*okay, okay. Ты got me. now, who is it?
duncan:me.
me:oh, really?duncan: uhu!
3rd person
izzy: oh, okay then are Ты sure?
duncan; yes babe.
izzy: okay then
duncan: so,
izzy: Ты wanna make out.
duncan:okay
*2 hours later*
*2 еще hours alter*
izzy: okay well that was fun
duncan: yeah, uh, so, see Ты later.
izzy:okay
duncan: yeah.cool. okay then, bye!
izzy: bye.
*15 min later*
both: I Любовь U! *start making out*
I remember the times of the i Любовь you's
and times when it was i hate you.
But Ты come back begging at me feet.
And when my pity defeated me.
and the sweet seranades, in our matching shades.
My rose collection, evidence of your effection.
The sheets unmade, from the nights Ты stayed.
The child in me, from the times Ты loved me.
The debt Ты owe, from using the word borrow.
The times i was scared, was the time Ты spared.
And this dress i wear, in which are people become aware, that Ты are gone, and withdrawn.
The memories i hold, they are written in bold.
my broken heart, from when Ты apart.
so rest now my love, up now from above.
and times when it was i hate you.
But Ты come back begging at me feet.
And when my pity defeated me.
and the sweet seranades, in our matching shades.
My rose collection, evidence of your effection.
The sheets unmade, from the nights Ты stayed.
The child in me, from the times Ты loved me.
The debt Ты owe, from using the word borrow.
The times i was scared, was the time Ты spared.
And this dress i wear, in which are people become aware, that Ты are gone, and withdrawn.
The memories i hold, they are written in bold.
my broken heart, from when Ты apart.
so rest now my love, up now from above.
This is a peom I wrote for a competition at my school. Tell me what Ты think of it, please?
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Have Ты felt the torture of hate?
Like a poisonous cloud, it will wait,
Until Ты burn in the flames of fury.
Then it will creep up and incapacitate.
Alas! Ты will choke, and don’t try to deny your anger.
It is too late.
Hate is like grasping a red hot coal,
Intent on throwing it at another soul,
Instead it is you, yourself, who burns,
Then your own anger shall take its toll,
You’ll bring about your every mistake and failure.
You’ll be alone.
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Have Ты felt the torture of hate?
Like a poisonous cloud, it will wait,
Until Ты burn in the flames of fury.
Then it will creep up and incapacitate.
Alas! Ты will choke, and don’t try to deny your anger.
It is too late.
Hate is like grasping a red hot coal,
Intent on throwing it at another soul,
Instead it is you, yourself, who burns,
Then your own anger shall take its toll,
You’ll bring about your every mistake and failure.
You’ll be alone.
"I could see the sorrow in his perfect blue eyes,something was wrong."
"Jaslene's Dream"
have Ты noticed when Ты fall in Любовь it feels like your flying? I have. It the most wonderful feeling in the world. But when do Ты feel it? Do Ты feel it when Ты fall in love, или when Ты just are overfilled with joy?
Have Ты ever felt it? или have Ты felt anything close to it? What does it mean? Does it mean that Ты have to fly away from it before your Любовь hurts you? или does it mean that your body enjoys the joy filling your body?
Tell me what Ты think...
Have Ты ever felt it? или have Ты felt anything close to it? What does it mean? Does it mean that Ты have to fly away from it before your Любовь hurts you? или does it mean that your body enjoys the joy filling your body?
Tell me what Ты think...
Give away to the morning
Light is here
Look away from the mourning
Is she gone, is she still...?
And let the день go ahead
Without you
Find a place, a dark space
To hide you
What’s a day, a sunny day
To you?
Fade away, let the your rainclouds
Guide you
There goes the downpour
Long gone your hello...
Find it in you
To make that last stand
It’s a silent drive
It’s her very last one.
Here come the clear skies
There goes your fare well...
Light is here
Look away from the mourning
Is she gone, is she still...?
And let the день go ahead
Without you
Find a place, a dark space
To hide you
What’s a day, a sunny day
To you?
Fade away, let the your rainclouds
Guide you
There goes the downpour
Long gone your hello...
Find it in you
To make that last stand
It’s a silent drive
It’s her very last one.
Here come the clear skies
There goes your fare well...
