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Two Little BoysIt is still dead of night, I'm sitting in a room
Watching two sleeping boys - both curled up and with bloom.
One's with cute black curls,
The other with unruly locks,
And both will never know they're stepbrothers and each of them rocks.

Two little boys in blue bed
Will never know they were born from same heads' thoughts.
Two little boys will instead
Grow up too fast and be famous - both.

London, St.Bart's, Baker Street, 221-B,
Blue scarf, best friend, life to watch and see,
Pink, graffiti, hound, puzzles!
Outside blue small box and inside the large space,
Flyin' through times and galaxies, leavin' trace,
Bowties, "Geronimo!", so

Fairy TaleI'll write you a fairy tale about you and I,
I'll show you the world through a writers' mind,
Set you free through an endless imagination,
as you see how we're always thinking,
letting loose as our minds are free,
You'll discover what it's like to me,
hopeless romantic lost at sea,
You'll understand how much you mean to me,
even if it takes a lifetime span,
Your fairy tale will have an end,

As two were together,
then set apart,
found each other,
exchanged hearts,
you have mine,
as I have yours,
forever together,
and many more,

Fairy tale so short,
yet set in stone,
the tale of two lovers,
from worlds unknown.

The Sky Is FallingDay was tiring and pressing not only for me -
When the sky is so heavy you won't from this flee.
In the evening I got home and stayed there alone,
Watching the coming clouds, grey and black like the stones.
I was dreaming, exhausted. Remembered the call:
"Your dream stupids will come when the sky will, heh, fall!"
Didn't care, that is why I did smile and not weep...
First tip-tappings of rain very soon lulled to sleep.

In the middle of night thunder crashed and I woke -
Someone was here, except me. Nobody door broke.
I knew that they will come, my best friends from the land
Where everyone comes after film, book in hand,
After mu

Heterosexuality: A sin.Hello, I'm straight.
And I am regularly asking God, why he'd decide to be so cruel as to make me this way? It isn't any fair. In a world where everybody is homosexual. It is so hard for me. They point at me and whisper behind my back. Calling me nothing more than an animal. An animal! They say that if God intended us to be mindless animals that he wouldn't have given us the minds or the ability to create life without performing animalistic sex acts. They call me unnatural. What's wrong with me? Why am I this way? I sometimes wish I were a lesbian. Or at least bi-sexual. Although those poor souls are often being picked on for not "making up

Pirate MoonA bloody moon rose, hungry, through the mist
to wash his crimson glow across the waves
and froth the surging whitecaps with the kiss
that sent ten thousand sailors to their graves.

Beneath that vicious moon, a sail was set –
as was the fate of some poor, hapless crew
oblivious to the impending threat
that drifted ever closer through the blue.

The moon smiled sweetly, bathing naked steel,
as cannon shuddered through the velvet night
to rend the sodden trader, hull and keel
and put an end to her frenetic flight.

The captain's grin shone redder than his sword
As he o'ersaw the booty brought aboard.

Dragon BloodForged from the souls of the bravest of men
They are tempered in the flames of eternal war
Ever will they stand against the tides of evil
For the dark shall claim no more

In the burning mountains of the Dragonkin
It is Man who swore a sacred oath
For in exchange for the Dragon's blood
Man must now protect them both

I speak of the legends; these Gods of battle
Warriors clad in suits of steel
They come as champions of a greiving world
And all shall learn to kneel

But not in supplication, nor out of dominance
We kneel in reverence of the bringers of light
These warriors imbued with the Eternal Flame
Shall chase the shadows of nigh

Halloween monthON October 1-30 its going to be a Halloween theme for next month and if your want to be part of the spooky month ,then you sent you sent me a link to a art of halloween,contumes of your favorite character or characters, or just be part of it in general , then join the party! its well end Oct 30! ....It is Halloween halloween halloween....ITS NOT A CONTEST.

Puella Magi Madoka Magica Character Poems~Homura~
Time continues to rewind around me,
But I continue on this quest,
To find a future where we can be,
And your smile keeps me going at my best.
One day under this same sky,
You will be safe forever in time,
Until then i will repeat til i die,
Forever and ever as long as you shine.
~Madoka~
Why does fate for us be so cruel,
Trapped in this endless loop,
As hope and despair continue in this duel,
While we cannot fight in a group.
Someone like me couldn't be special,
All I can do if watch my friends suffer,
But if I do really have the power to decide this battle,
Then I will save them and become their watcher.
~Kyoko~
My family is gone because of my stupid wish,
I have vowed to fight only for myself,
But as I see her suffer as I did so selfish,
She has chosen to fall into despair herself.
I look at her and see me in her eyes,
This endless eating to fill the void,
One that started to fill with trys,
My other half alone I will not avoid.
~Mami~
Fighting is all I can do now,
Sav

The Girl Who Waited: Chapter OneSpace Colony ARK 6/19/98. "Happy Birthday Shadow!" Maria was filled with glee. "Thanks Maria." Shadow's birthday was spectacular that year. It was the year Shadow would face a great calamity. A big thumping noise was heard from the hallway. "Mephiles? What's that?" Tikal asked. "I don't know." Mephiles replied. A voice could be heard from the hallway. "Hear ye, hear ye!" The voice was Mephy. "I have the best present for Shadow!" Mephy announced. "What is it?" Shadow felt impatient. Mephy ripped the cover off. "It's a Dalek! They help you!" Mephy explained. "I am not your soldier!" The Dalek seemed creepy to Shadow. "No! You are a Dalek, and I am your master!" Mephy was confused. "I am not your soldier! Requesting back-up!" The Dalek sent out a signal for many other Daleks, and G.U.N soldiers. " Man your stations! Go! Go!" All the G.U.N soldiers rampged through the ARK. "NO! Bio!" Shadow yelled. Bio(now Biolizard) was one of Shadow's birthday presents. He never h

Puella Pony Prime - Drop of Magic Epilogue

Epilogue

"She noticed his hips sways, as he added the ribbon on his waist. She had a long time that hasn't got this passionate feeling anymore. She hugs him on his back, deeply. She whispers something on him that we cannot hear anymore. Her finger touches his body… He cannot waits anymore, he suddenly gives her a princess hold and a hot kiss! He starts to tears her ribbon on her breast…"
- -----bgm: snow falling by kalafina

"!" Madoka wakes up, and this is the first time that she had this… dream. She feels embarrassing, but sweet.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"You really had a

In The Beginning.... (Part 1) "Grandfather when do you think we can let him out?" Maria asked as she peered through the glass of the capsule to see a tiny black and red hedgehog laying in it. "I still have a lot of work to do Maria" the professor said typing things into the computer in front of him. "Oh...ok" she said "I can't wait till I get to see you for real" she thought in her head eagerly. Then she noticed a strange glowing gem in a small capsule and walked over to look at it. She studied it for awhile then looked back over to her grandfather and asked "What's this?" "It's called a Chaos Emerald" he said "Oh...it looks so beautiful! she said "But what do we need it for?" The professor turned and faced his granddaughter. "Well one day he will have to fight for himself, so this gem should give him the strength he needs to do so".
"This is all so wonderful grandfather!" she exclaimed "Indeed" he said. Suddenly, she saw energy come from the emerald and go into the ives that were hooked

my stepdads cat died! :'(our cat house died on labor day

WHY!? i loved her sooo much! i already miss her!

(btw her name is house) and i already put a pic of her on here! its in my gallery

MKCarme: SombrasEnvueltos bajo el manto de la luna de medianoche, con el silencio absoluto interrumpido solo por el viento pasar entre las ramas de los árboles muertos, ambos contornos humanos avanzaban en dicha penumbra, lo que iban a hacer era algo prohibido, por lo que las horas nocturnas eran más que perfectas, para evitar la mirada de los curiosos…

Con firme decisión, ella pasaba sus manos como aquél le indicaba. Se dejaba llevar por las indicaciones de su acompañante, y obedecía sin protestar. Era algo cansada la actividad, pero estaba acostumbrada… después de todo, ella lo había buscado, para que la e

Puella Pony Prime - Drop of Magic ch. 11

Ch11. The Strong Angel

"If we combine those different powers… Does it work?" While Arcee thinks this problem, she noticed that her sister, brother-in-law (although Arcee usually calls him to Prime), another 'niece' and Twilight looks quite strange: they look like be freeze, actually they just heard someone saying…

"Would you mind to call up your friendship magic to support them?"
"Well… I will. At least I wanna do something to make an apology to your parent."

After the voice, Optimus orders, "Autobots, combine with Puella Magi to protect four of us."
"WHY?"Bulkhead yells to ask.
"Believe us," Madoka puts her Soul Gem out

The First WishFandom: Puella Magi

Disclaimer: I do not claim to own Puella Magi. This is fan fiction. I do not make money from writing it.

Warning: SPOILERS for up to episode 11.

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The Little One's mother was dead.

She did not understand why that happened and what it meant; all she knew was that her mother was weak and frail and when she was cold she coughed and moaned and trembled and her hands were terribly cold when the Little One held them in her own. She tried to hold her hands often to warm them, but it didn't do much good, and one day her mother stopped moving and making any sounds, and

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In Love With Hell

by *freya-sorell, May 5, 2012, 10:01:04 AM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Songs & Lyrics

Love Me Just Because I Am
Everything I Really Want...And...Everything I Really Wish
Everything I See Before I Close My Eyes...Everything I See When I Am Blind
Is You Loving Me For What I Am
How Silly
You May Think
And You´ll Be Right...
Why Do We Always See...
Love As A Fight
Bathed In Blood And Dirt
In Pain And Hurt
Covered With Tears...
Instead Of Our Selves Fragile As Broken Glass
We Adore Our Fears

I Really...
I Don´t Need Pretty Flowers Every Day
I Don´t Need Sweet Words Made Of Silk And Clay
Just Love Me For My Breathing
For The Way I Watch Sun Going Down
Every Darkening Evening
For The Way I Walk
For The Way I Talk
When I Am Happy
For The Way I Shiver When It´s Cold
Just Love Me For My Smile And Laughter
For My Tears When I´m Afraid
Of The Darkness, Shades Of Jades

Oh I Am Far Away To Be Your Queen
I Don´t Need Brocade Thorny Crown
I Don´t Need Diamond Scepter
I Don´t Need Silky Wedding Gown
Just Love My Being
Body And Soul
Younger And Old
For The Time Being
Just Whisper To Me
This Opiate Lie
Intoxicating Promise
Lie To Me

Hurt Expression And Loneliness
Tearing My Heart Apart
I Smell The Poison Of Life
Touching Me From The Past
Time Reveals My Open Wounds
Your Love Like Roaring Ocean
Healing Them
Aimlessly
Curing Them
Hopelessly

We All Believe
That Love Alone Can Save Us All
Prevent That Shameless Painful Fall
Big Words, Opiate Words, Flying Fireflies
Bloody Lilliums, Diamond, Which Never Dies
We All Are Blinded By The Velvet Cloth
Seduced By Moths
Forever Blinded By Masquarade Cloth
All Is Lie
Seductive
Opiate
Lie

And Hell
Hell Is For Lovers
Hell Is For Us
We´ll Meet There
After The End Of All Times
Seduced, Dazed, Blind
We Surely Meet There
And We All Will Be
In Love
With Hell
Promising To Each Other
Whispering To Each Other
Seductive
Opiate
Lies
While
Making Love With Hell

In Love With Hellby *freya-sorell

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I changed a little my poem Hell is For Lovers, take it as another version of it, In the beginning this poem was quite optimistic but everything I touch always changes into something a little bit wicked

But despite everything I hope you´ll at least enjoy it

~edogori Apr 9, 2013 Hobbyist Traditional Artist

again: your style is awesome!
keep on doing this!

!Haruka84 May 5, 2012

Very good poem!

*freya-sorell May 5, 2012

Thank you

!Haruka84 May 5, 2012

You welcome!I always enjoy a good poem!

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