"What do Ты see?"
"I see...black."
"Black?"
"Wait no, there are specks of light dancing. I can see...I can see the stars."
"It must be beautiful...Do Ты see anything else?"
"Not yet. Wait, I see the stars are changing colors. Reds and blues and greens. They're Показ me something. It's..."
"It's what? Tell me what Ты can see."
"A field, wide and long. Dried wheat just swaying. There's the moon! It's lights spilling on the ocean of red and gold. I wish Ты could see it."
"I can. I'm there with you."
"I see you, you're on a hilltop. Ты look so tall up there."
"I can't find you. I see the field. Where are you?"
"Down here. I'll call for you. Climb down the холм, хилл and you'll see me."
"I'll roll, the трава tickles my sides as I loose control of myself. Flying through the moonlight. I'm flying can't Ты see me?"
"We meet at the bottom."
"I lay at your feet."
"We'll run together."
"I strip myselves of the clothes that weigh me down."
"Together. Nobody can stop us. Just the moon and the wind. Through the field of no tomorrow. There is only tonight now."
"We run. The ground is like a облако beneath our bare feet."
"The air is a blanket that keeps us safe."
"We are warriors."
"No, not warriors, we are just..."
"Just us."
"Let's keep on running and never stop."
"What if I get tired?"
"Then I'll carry you."
"And I'll carry you, I promise."
"No, no promises. We don't need to promise. We just need to keep running."
"We'll keep running, I can feel the air against my cheek. It's cool and free."
"I feel like a child, running bare in the wild."
"We are no longer vulnerable."
"We run."
"The sky is clear, the path is long."
"We don't need to stay on the path."
"You're right, we can stray. Our desicisions give us freedom."
"When we fall?"
"We'll fall..."
"And that'll be that."
"But for now, we'll keep running."
"I see...black."
"Black?"
"Wait no, there are specks of light dancing. I can see...I can see the stars."
"It must be beautiful...Do Ты see anything else?"
"Not yet. Wait, I see the stars are changing colors. Reds and blues and greens. They're Показ me something. It's..."
"It's what? Tell me what Ты can see."
"A field, wide and long. Dried wheat just swaying. There's the moon! It's lights spilling on the ocean of red and gold. I wish Ты could see it."
"I can. I'm there with you."
"I see you, you're on a hilltop. Ты look so tall up there."
"I can't find you. I see the field. Where are you?"
"Down here. I'll call for you. Climb down the холм, хилл and you'll see me."
"I'll roll, the трава tickles my sides as I loose control of myself. Flying through the moonlight. I'm flying can't Ты see me?"
"We meet at the bottom."
"I lay at your feet."
"We'll run together."
"I strip myselves of the clothes that weigh me down."
"Together. Nobody can stop us. Just the moon and the wind. Through the field of no tomorrow. There is only tonight now."
"We run. The ground is like a облако beneath our bare feet."
"The air is a blanket that keeps us safe."
"We are warriors."
"No, not warriors, we are just..."
"Just us."
"Let's keep on running and never stop."
"What if I get tired?"
"Then I'll carry you."
"And I'll carry you, I promise."
"No, no promises. We don't need to promise. We just need to keep running."
"We'll keep running, I can feel the air against my cheek. It's cool and free."
"I feel like a child, running bare in the wild."
"We are no longer vulnerable."
"We run."
"The sky is clear, the path is long."
"We don't need to stay on the path."
"You're right, we can stray. Our desicisions give us freedom."
"When we fall?"
"We'll fall..."
"And that'll be that."
"But for now, we'll keep running."
Feel like falling,
but sure to stand fast.
Feel like letting go,
but afraid of the rash,
Feel like giving up,
but afraid to sleep,
Want to jump,
but afraid to of falling off way to deep.
Sometimes life takes me in weird directions,
but knowing me, its all imperfections.
Sometimes emotions облако every single thought,
and knowing my actions, I’m here to rot.
Forever will my mistakes continue to haunt me,
standing here, I now see.
What if things could be different Далее time?
Would it then, take a lifetime?
but sure to stand fast.
Feel like letting go,
but afraid of the rash,
Feel like giving up,
but afraid to sleep,
Want to jump,
but afraid to of falling off way to deep.
Sometimes life takes me in weird directions,
but knowing me, its all imperfections.
Sometimes emotions облако every single thought,
and knowing my actions, I’m here to rot.
Forever will my mistakes continue to haunt me,
standing here, I now see.
What if things could be different Далее time?
Would it then, take a lifetime?
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.