Nhưng.Ái chà,cái chữ "nhưng" mới đáng ghét sao!Dòng đời xô đẩy,thế sự xoay vần.Tôi chẳng lãnh đạo được bao lâu.1 ngày kia,các nhà sản xuất vĩ đại đã chế ra SSM đời sau.Y hệt như phim hoạt hình đi từ 2D lên 3D,SSM 2D giờ đã thành già nua và cổ lỗ.Các đệ tử lũ lượt bỏ môn phái ra đi.Tất nhiên là đi về chỗ tụ hội các SSM 3D văn minh.Và chả cần nói thì ai cũng hiểu "văn minh" đầu tiên ở chỗ Kẻ-mà-ai-cũng-biết-là-ai-đấy!Vâng,chính là tên Vương Dương đáng ghét.
1 ngày,khi tôi vừa giăng status hình chữ vạch ra trên nền cát thì xuất hiện 1 loạt status hình mây 3D vây quanh!Tôi uất ức gỡ xuống,cả ngày hì hục chế ra status khác-đợi đến tối treo lên phục thù.
Đêm.Quẹt mồ hôi thở phào và bắn lên status hình nến cháy làm hết hơi mới xong.Chưa kịp tận hưởng vẻ êm đềm khi nhìn những đốm nến sáng in bóng xuống mặt sông,thì trong mắt tôi bùng lên những status ghép từ kim cương 3D lấp lánh!
Lần đầu tiên kể từ khi có SSM,tôi đi ngủ mà ko để lại 1 status nào trên trời.
1 ngày,khi tôi vừa giăng status hình chữ vạch ra trên nền cát thì xuất hiện 1 loạt status hình mây 3D vây quanh!Tôi uất ức gỡ xuống,cả ngày hì hục chế ra status khác-đợi đến tối treo lên phục thù.
Đêm.Quẹt mồ hôi thở phào và bắn lên status hình nến cháy làm hết hơi mới xong.Chưa kịp tận hưởng vẻ êm đềm khi nhìn những đốm nến sáng in bóng xuống mặt sông,thì trong mắt tôi bùng lên những status ghép từ kim cương 3D lấp lánh!
Lần đầu tiên kể từ khi có SSM,tôi đi ngủ mà ko để lại 1 status nào trên trời.
January 20, 1815
Journal,
It’s my birthday, Journal. I’m thirteen. Sasha attempts to smile for me, and I cry when she succeeds. Even though her teeth are yellow, and her lips are marked with blood, she looks better than she did earlier. Her gums swell, but she still manages to speak. Nastea laughs for the first time in days, at seeing Sasha smile. My birthday is going better than I expected it to. I do not ask for gifts или cake. I only ask for me and my sisters to survive through this.
Bye Journal,
Nadia
Journal,
It’s my birthday, Journal. I’m thirteen. Sasha attempts to smile for me, and I cry when she succeeds. Even though her teeth are yellow, and her lips are marked with blood, she looks better than she did earlier. Her gums swell, but she still manages to speak. Nastea laughs for the first time in days, at seeing Sasha smile. My birthday is going better than I expected it to. I do not ask for gifts или cake. I only ask for me and my sisters to survive through this.
Bye Journal,
Nadia
Normally, this style just isn't me, but I feel like I needed to release all of my wrath, turning it into sadness, eventually.
So, I'm not an Эмо poem writer, but I just wanted to Опубликовать this piece I literally just wrote.
I am broken
There's no one left to fix me.
All hope is lost
There's so much I will never be.
I am broken
My world has been shattered.
All hope is lost
I am nothing, destroyed and battered.
I am broken
The world around me falls apart.
All hope is lost
There is no chance for a new start.
I am broken
I have been left here on my own.
All hope is lost
There's no one else; I am here alone.
I am broken
The pain is too much for me to bare.
All hope is lost
In the end, the others just don't care.
I was broken
No tears remain in my fearful eyes.
All hope is gone
My world ended with nothing but lies.
So, I'm not an Эмо poem writer, but I just wanted to Опубликовать this piece I literally just wrote.
I am broken
There's no one left to fix me.
All hope is lost
There's so much I will never be.
I am broken
My world has been shattered.
All hope is lost
I am nothing, destroyed and battered.
I am broken
The world around me falls apart.
All hope is lost
There is no chance for a new start.
I am broken
I have been left here on my own.
All hope is lost
There's no one else; I am here alone.
I am broken
The pain is too much for me to bare.
All hope is lost
In the end, the others just don't care.
I was broken
No tears remain in my fearful eyes.
All hope is gone
My world ended with nothing but lies.
This is writen in the point of view of Kara
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Kara stood in apartment and stared out of thr window, just a few moments назад someone stopped her from jumping off her flat roof.
"Kara..."the voice said, it was the same voice of the man who saved her.
Kara looked at the time, it was 11.48. She yawned and went into her bedroom.After getting changed she slipped into her bed.That voice ringed through her ears."Kara....".She closed her eyes and almost fell asleep when she herd someone call her name "Kara...."
There was a knock on the front door, Kara grabbed her dressing платье, бальное платье and put on her slippers. She walked over to the door and opened it. There was a piece of paper on the floor with wriing on it. I was a note, on the note was written in 7 days all will be alright
Kara awoke from her bed, had it all been a dream? Kara noticed that she had the note in her hand.She read the note over and over again. What did it mean?
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Kara stood in apartment and stared out of thr window, just a few moments назад someone stopped her from jumping off her flat roof.
"Kara..."the voice said, it was the same voice of the man who saved her.
Kara looked at the time, it was 11.48. She yawned and went into her bedroom.After getting changed she slipped into her bed.That voice ringed through her ears."Kara....".She closed her eyes and almost fell asleep when she herd someone call her name "Kara...."
There was a knock on the front door, Kara grabbed her dressing платье, бальное платье and put on her slippers. She walked over to the door and opened it. There was a piece of paper on the floor with wriing on it. I was a note, on the note was written in 7 days all will be alright
Kara awoke from her bed, had it all been a dream? Kara noticed that she had the note in her hand.She read the note over and over again. What did it mean?