"Mmm this чай is delicious. Many thanks Soul." Professor Rhinestone сказал(-а) charmingly. I quickly nodded. "Yes! Will we be starting training soon?" He looked up at me, is fuchsia colored bangs covering his shinning eyes. "Very well. We need to Ты to be вверх Taoloid, after all." He said, I showed him a little smile. "Yes!"
"Hyaaaaaaa!" I balanced the long bamboo pole on the tip of my index finger. "Aye, this is not gymnastics Soul, this is real. This is battle. Come at me." He held his pole in front of him in a dynamic position. "Uh...I.." His leery glare caught me. "Yes.. Hyaaaaaaaaaa!" I sprinted toward him and did a back flip and landed on his shoulders and gutted him with the bamboo stick. I ended it with a front flip and a bow. "I hope I did not injure Ты too bad, professor.." I сказал(-а) timidly. He grunted and managed to return to standing up. "No, I-I'm fine... Your doing great." I grinned, "Oh professor!" I walked up and grabbed my pole. "Anything else we should review? We need to practice for the Taoloid Match Off after all!" Professor Rhinestone took out a dusty old book. What was it for? "Professor?" He stared intimately at it like it was his enemy. "Here. You'll have to practice step 65 and 68.." He held it out for me to grab. I quickly took it and opened up to the bookmarked pages. "Thai..Jit..Su?" If I wasn't mistaken, Thai came from Thailand, which is a country in the content Asia. "Hmm.. Is this a form of fighting?" I looked back where Professor Rhinestone was, he vanished. Must've left me to study.."
"Professor! I nailed it! I accomplished every battle move!" I jumped up and down eagerly. His ruby red eyes stared into my изумруд one's. "Great job, Soul. Your very achieving lately. I'm proud." I let out an unplanned flattered giggle. "Th-thank you, and, its all thanks to you!" My cheeks glowed with light розовый blush. "Oh! I have to make dinner! Oh my!" I started to the кухня but Professor grabbed my hand. My клубника blonde hair with purple tips smacked my face suddenly. "Not necessary. I'll make it. Ты go sit on the sofa." The blush continued. "I... Are Ты sure?" He nodded. "Chowder или lasagna?" I smiled. "Lasagna!"
Oh, I admired Professor so.. Hes so wise and kind. Like I want him to be all mine, I want him to own me as his own and no one else's. And if someone shall separate us, well, lets just say I've been programmed to kill.
"Hyaaaaaaa!" I balanced the long bamboo pole on the tip of my index finger. "Aye, this is not gymnastics Soul, this is real. This is battle. Come at me." He held his pole in front of him in a dynamic position. "Uh...I.." His leery glare caught me. "Yes.. Hyaaaaaaaaaa!" I sprinted toward him and did a back flip and landed on his shoulders and gutted him with the bamboo stick. I ended it with a front flip and a bow. "I hope I did not injure Ты too bad, professor.." I сказал(-а) timidly. He grunted and managed to return to standing up. "No, I-I'm fine... Your doing great." I grinned, "Oh professor!" I walked up and grabbed my pole. "Anything else we should review? We need to practice for the Taoloid Match Off after all!" Professor Rhinestone took out a dusty old book. What was it for? "Professor?" He stared intimately at it like it was his enemy. "Here. You'll have to practice step 65 and 68.." He held it out for me to grab. I quickly took it and opened up to the bookmarked pages. "Thai..Jit..Su?" If I wasn't mistaken, Thai came from Thailand, which is a country in the content Asia. "Hmm.. Is this a form of fighting?" I looked back where Professor Rhinestone was, he vanished. Must've left me to study.."
"Professor! I nailed it! I accomplished every battle move!" I jumped up and down eagerly. His ruby red eyes stared into my изумруд one's. "Great job, Soul. Your very achieving lately. I'm proud." I let out an unplanned flattered giggle. "Th-thank you, and, its all thanks to you!" My cheeks glowed with light розовый blush. "Oh! I have to make dinner! Oh my!" I started to the кухня but Professor grabbed my hand. My клубника blonde hair with purple tips smacked my face suddenly. "Not necessary. I'll make it. Ты go sit on the sofa." The blush continued. "I... Are Ты sure?" He nodded. "Chowder или lasagna?" I smiled. "Lasagna!"
Oh, I admired Professor so.. Hes so wise and kind. Like I want him to be all mine, I want him to own me as his own and no one else's. And if someone shall separate us, well, lets just say I've been programmed to kill.
Эй,
Mom,
It's been a while
Since Ты sat Далее to me,
Since I saw Ты smile
I miss Ты Mom
I wish Ты were here
Giving me kisses
Holding me near
I can still see Ты Mom,
the laughing happy you
Not the ill broken women
Who broke my сердце in two
I'll always remember Mom,
Ты taught me well
To do good things,
And with Honesty tell
I'm telling Ты Mom
Losing Ты killed me
Laying a rose on your casket
Trying hard to be
Strong.
That's what Ты were Mom,
Strong.
In everything Ты said
In everything Ты did
So now I'll be just that
Strong like a mother, not like a kid
I wrote this in honor of any child who has ever Остаться в живых a parent.
It's been a while
Since Ты sat Далее to me,
Since I saw Ты smile
I miss Ты Mom
I wish Ты were here
Giving me kisses
Holding me near
I can still see Ты Mom,
the laughing happy you
Not the ill broken women
Who broke my сердце in two
I'll always remember Mom,
Ты taught me well
To do good things,
And with Honesty tell
I'm telling Ты Mom
Losing Ты killed me
Laying a rose on your casket
Trying hard to be
Strong.
That's what Ты were Mom,
Strong.
In everything Ты said
In everything Ты did
So now I'll be just that
Strong like a mother, not like a kid
I wrote this in honor of any child who has ever Остаться в живых a parent.
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Tick, tick, tick
That sound, constant in my head,
A sound that haunts every mind,
A sound that brings fear,
A clock,
Ticking the секунды of your life away,
Making life shorter and shorter with every tick,
Drawing death nearer and nearer,
But Ты should not live in fear,
For life is too short for such a thing,
Some people waste these precious seconds,
Others treasure them, making sure that no tick is wasted,
The clock ticks on,
But as this sound is registered,
What do Ты do?
Tick, tick, tick
Three еще seconds, gone, like that,
Did Ты use them well?
Live life,
For life is too short to spend these секунды in hell.
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Tick, tick, tick
That sound, constant in my head,
A sound that haunts every mind,
A sound that brings fear,
A clock,
Ticking the секунды of your life away,
Making life shorter and shorter with every tick,
Drawing death nearer and nearer,
But Ты should not live in fear,
For life is too short for such a thing,
Some people waste these precious seconds,
Others treasure them, making sure that no tick is wasted,
The clock ticks on,
But as this sound is registered,
What do Ты do?
Tick, tick, tick
Three еще seconds, gone, like that,
Did Ты use them well?
Live life,
For life is too short to spend these секунды in hell.
His Melody
To quiet the tears
She sings him to sleep
When the morning has dawned
He can’t be roused from a rest so deep
She sings him to sleep
Night after night
And when he does not awaken
Her will to go on grows slight
She sits and waits while he’s away
She remembers his laugh and smile
Oh what a joy to see his joy
She lifts up a prayer “May I see him in a short while?”
She sits at the window and waits
The sun sets slowly behind the холм, хилл
The others say hello but she doesn’t hear
She is waiting to make the tears still
The time has come she cannot wait
She sets out to see her boy
To stop the tears
To bring him joy
But the tears she stills are not his
They fall from her eyes
She sings his lullaby again tonight
As she kisses the stone and her son good bye
To quiet the tears
She sings him to sleep
When the morning has dawned
He can’t be roused from a rest so deep
She sings him to sleep
Night after night
And when he does not awaken
Her will to go on grows slight
She sits and waits while he’s away
She remembers his laugh and smile
Oh what a joy to see his joy
She lifts up a prayer “May I see him in a short while?”
She sits at the window and waits
The sun sets slowly behind the холм, хилл
The others say hello but she doesn’t hear
She is waiting to make the tears still
The time has come she cannot wait
She sets out to see her boy
To stop the tears
To bring him joy
But the tears she stills are not his
They fall from her eyes
She sings his lullaby again tonight
As she kisses the stone and her son good bye
Dear record of my misfortune I was correct. Today I walked into class and saw a huge pile of letters on my desk. When I opened them I realized that it was hate mail. It was so stupid, people were getting angry at me for what I did to Jessica when it was her fault! They were saying things like : Die Эмо сука die, bitchy whore. That last Комментарий doesn't even apply to me! I haven't even had my first Kiss and they are saying this stuff to me! There was one letter that was bot mean even though I don't know who sent it. Inside it сказал(-а) Розы are red violets are blue I don't now why they hurt you, if Ты want I'll tell them to can it, all because I Любовь Ты Janet. I don't know who wrote Ты Любовь poem rhyme thing but I Любовь Ты too!
Is It True Ты Lie?
Is It True Ты Hate Me?
Is It True Ты Want Him?
Is It True You're My Best Friend?
Is It True Ты Enjoy Hurting Me?
Is It True Ты Like Me Crying?
Is It True Ты Talk Behind My Back?
Is It True Ты Tell People Our Bussiness?
Is It True I Hurt You?
Is It True Ты Back Stabbed Me?
Is It True Ты Let Me Believe The Lies?
Is It True Ты Let Me Call Ты My True Bestfriend When Ты Weren't?
Is It True.....?
This is A Poem Hope Yuh Enjoy It Btw Tell Me What Yuh Think And This Is Just About Me Gettin Hurt After Being Stupid Enough To Believe Her Lies She Wasnt A True Bestfriend
Is It True Ты Hate Me?
Is It True Ты Want Him?
Is It True You're My Best Friend?
Is It True Ты Enjoy Hurting Me?
Is It True Ты Like Me Crying?
Is It True Ты Talk Behind My Back?
Is It True Ты Tell People Our Bussiness?
Is It True I Hurt You?
Is It True Ты Back Stabbed Me?
Is It True Ты Let Me Believe The Lies?
Is It True Ты Let Me Call Ты My True Bestfriend When Ты Weren't?
Is It True.....?
This is A Poem Hope Yuh Enjoy It Btw Tell Me What Yuh Think And This Is Just About Me Gettin Hurt After Being Stupid Enough To Believe Her Lies She Wasnt A True Bestfriend
Her eyes were огонь red,
as if they were
lit from anger.
I dont understand
why Ты are
mad at me.
Why Ты shoot
those harsh words
at me.
Aimed like bullets,
piercing my soul.
And It cant heal.
I never can dodge them.
The words hit me,
and I fall back.
My Друзья ask me:
"What's wrong?"
"Can I help?"
But they cant help.
Because I dont understand,
why Ты are mad.
Why do Ты have to do
what Ты do to me?
Why does it give Ты
joy to harm me?
Why?
Why are people bullies?
Why dont my Друзья take action?
Why cant Ты tell me WHY?
as if they were
lit from anger.
I dont understand
why Ты are
mad at me.
Why Ты shoot
those harsh words
at me.
Aimed like bullets,
piercing my soul.
And It cant heal.
I never can dodge them.
The words hit me,
and I fall back.
My Друзья ask me:
"What's wrong?"
"Can I help?"
But they cant help.
Because I dont understand,
why Ты are mad.
Why do Ты have to do
what Ты do to me?
Why does it give Ты
joy to harm me?
Why?
Why are people bullies?
Why dont my Друзья take action?
Why cant Ты tell me WHY?
