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Truth, Fate, and DestinyWith the frogs moaning and wind blowing my hair throughout the wind
I feel the misery from the world upside down shatter upon my shoulders
Marks of blood dripping through my scarred body, when the pain never ends
To the spring of erasing the unforgettable and unforgiving
Let the fire burn and destroy my tormented and shattered soul
In this tormented soul of what I have become seven years ago
Has ends of destiny shown how much I've been destined
To undergo fate of misery, life, and depression throughout pain and suffering?
With my body that hates what I've become
Is it a true disgrace, to be a fool to believe in everybody
Can I fulfill anything, with this hatred for what I've become
While understanding what Truth,Fate, and Destiny really is?
Table of homeAt the table of home, looking through the windows, there are many things that can be seen.
Looking through this end of view, the view of another world lies through the end of my feet.
Looking through the ends of the skys, the lightning crashes down day by day throughout my feet.
At the table of home, looking through the windows, I can see the reflection in my heart, in what
it will soon be at some point in time.
At this table of home, looking at the sky, there presumably seems to be prayers and hopes around
that many new things can sometimes come around throughout this world.
Even if it's family, the world against me, or any other situation, I am always at my own feet alone
to look out for myself and make myself neutural to society.
Even if it's the will of moral and unmoral, there always becomes a life on the other side of the world
that could be awaiting me sometime in the future.
Someplace, that will eventually, be called in time, the table of home.
Every ends...With every end that must meet, some things must go.
Within every end that must meet, some things that we once favored disappear.
Within every end that must meet, there is likely no choice but to let it go.
Within every end, many things have to end in the long run.
With every end I see, many times, the world of mine flips upside down.
Within the ends that meet, many times, many things must be broken.
Within our ends that must meet, there are many times, that this end must
Within our own bounds, our hearts were shattered, during this end
Either way, every end that must meet, many things are expected to happen.
Many ways in every ends, death, depression, sorrow, sadness, hatred, happens
in many ways and has many ends to what will happen if they occur.
Within every end of my visually impaired eyes, every end that must meet must
be made by me, even if I must work alone.
Within this end, I met within outside ends throughout this tormenting past,
new people, in very fictional
Starless lightsLooking through the light sky with fireworks burning through the darkness, the light that
was seen was blasting through like time seven years ago.
Light like a crab, burning like a flame shield, we took the heat, and we lit the fire in us
burning the fireworks lighting the starless sky into a sky of holy light.
With few birds flying through the dark sky, and small spiders hiding in their webs through
the darkness, the lightning shots in the sky made the forest glow light.
With birds flying throughout time in the sky, the sky grows darker and lighter the further
But as dark as a ghost town gets, the dark depths of the dead towns ceases to show very little
remorse for those who are left.
But in the storm of lights, the light brings ends that determine fate throughout.
Rather than hearing red sirens and alarms going off, I'd rather hear the blasts of fireworks
that sound like blasts of a cannon's destruction.
Rather than seeing a shadow of my doubt from seven years ago, I'd rathe
Time's end and willIn the hardest ends of life, the light of hope will be for the ones who need it in the
hardest ends of time.
In the ends of life and time, there are many good endings, sad endings, and bad endings
In the ends of life and time, some bad ends like "It didn't end well" happen throughout
the ends of time.
In the ends of life and time, everything is limited, and the clocks continue to click
Throughout time's end, those who are strictly close to you will support you in the long run.
Through time's end, those who know your pain will help you answer your prayers.
Throughout time's will and end, those who believe in you will both support you and answer
any prayer you have for them.
Throughout time's end, everything that the heart owns can have sorrow into it.
Throughout time's end and will, some will be your friend in the long run.
Throughout time's end and will, some will help you in the serious tragic events in life.
Throughout time's end and will, Death's toll on a frien
River of Lethe's poisonWithin the dark roads that ended once in pain and endless fighting,
There was a river that came to a end filled with a healing power.
To make the mind completely void, and erase the nightmares of the past.
To fight through the pain that was there for seven years, it would be one stop to
Fighting through to the dark ends, risking the consequence to forget all and make the
mind void, take the trip through the underworld, and forget the cries that were made.
The pain you once had.
The scars that had haunted you for all eternity.
The hate you had become in life.
But can this river save your depressed life?
Looking under to take this poison, taking it inside, there is a realization that the fate
remains unknown about it.
Taking the trip across the river of forgetting and forgiving, there's a mercy that is given.
Taking the trip across this river, this river was where the weak went, where they could never
remember a single thing.
Taking a trip throughout this river, this river
Canada X Reader Maple Cookies Prize
Canada X Reader Maple Cookies
Mattie or Matthew turned to see a girl with (hair/length) (hair/color) hair and (eye/color) eye running toward him. He waited for her to get to him and catch her breath. When she did she smiled at him.
“I did it” she says holding up a paper
“Did what (Name)?” he asks
“I signed up for the food fair and got the country I wanted” (Name) answers
“Cool, which country did you chose?” he asks curiously
“Canada” she says simply
Matthews’s cheeks turn pink.
“What are you going to make?” he asks
“I have a bunch of maple flavored recipes I’m going to make and I have already started the info poster”
“I can help you if you want”
“No thanks, I want it to be a surprise”
(Name) winks at him the strolls away. After that Matthew barely saw (Name). She would wave at him, they would talk for a bit then she would leave and whenever he as
Scooby Doo and Shaggy VS Animatronics: Battle
The Mystery Machine was driving down a bleak road in the middle of the forest. Shaggy and Scooby had to do all of the Mystery Solving, since the rest of the gang was on a vacation. They were looking for a rest stop, or, at least, a place to eat. Scooby had eaten all of their food for the trip.
"Jeez, Scoob, why do I have a feeling this might be more difficult without Fred, Daphine, and Velma?"
"Raggy, look, a sign!"
The sign spoke of an exit, about half a mile away. Shaggy stopped for a minute and examined the sign.
"On exit five, turn left, and you will find a small town, home of Freddy Fazbear's pizzerea. This famed Pizza restaurant makes some of the best Pizza 'round. Though make sure to leave by closing, as the restaurant is not responsible for any dismemberment and mutilation."
Scooby ran up to the window closest to Shaggy.
"Rid you say Pizza?"
"Yeah, Scoob! Let's go there, and besides, I wasn't paying attention at that last part anyways!"
Shaggy leapt into the front seat, and sta
A Letter from your SongsAnother oldie... Not a poem this time, but a letter written to song artist Stevie Nicks, (who has been a favorite of mine and a big inspiration to me for a very long time...since my teen years).
The letter is written to her using her songs. (which are shown in bold)
Has anyone ever written anything for you?
I have, and I'd like to take this opportunity to thank you for: The beginning of The dance. For being there at the Edge of seventeen of my life. For showing me the sparkling beauty of the Silver spring. For the contrast of Leather and lace . For introducing me to Sarah. For embracing the world within your Dreams . For knowing your Destiny : and being the Kind of woman that you are; giving, Unconditional love. Even though Outside the rain wreaked
ShipsDo you know why its a bad idea for ships to travel side by side over the sea?
They sat side by side, husband and wife, not touching. She sat perched on the edge of the sofa, as though she was scared to come into contact with anything solid. He, on the other hand, lay so far back that he was almost flat, as though hoped that the cushions would swallow him. He was wrapped in a blanket (he was always cold these days) whereas she just looked cold. Not as if she was cold, but as if she radiated it, as though it was some sort of negative heat. Neither of them looked at each other. They both acted as though the TV was their entire world.
The motion of the waves acts on the outer edge of each of the two ships.
"Do you still love me?" she said suddenly. He didn't reply. This wasn't particularly surprising, as she had been dead for a year now. She sighed, and he wriggled deeper under his blanket.
But the really interesting part is that each of the ships acts as a natural shield
Wizards in Training (TG) (Request)(WARNING: This story contains descriptions of a man turning into a woman. If this puts you off, feel free to pass this up.)
The Pogona Institution for the Magically Inclined; call it your real-world Hogwarts equivalent if you will. This was a prestigious college, located in far off in the Canadian wilderness, surrounded by lush forests and mirror-like lakes, beyond which the snow-covered mountains rise to dominate the skyline. The college itself was not unlike your modern campus grounds, only it featured more of an elegant decor than most other public educational establishments. Despite the absolutely beautiful view, this school was particularly private, and only those who prove themselves to be truly capable of wielding arcane forces are allowed to enter. This process is full of all sorts of challenges and troubles, but some people manage to make it in by the skin of their neck. Two such people are new students Aaron and Bennett, who had just enrolled a week ago.
America x reader: late night grocery shoppingI do not own hetalia or you~
15 years old, you are England's child
I felt my arm being shaken. "Hey...hey (name)...wake up!" I heard an American voice whisper. I opened my eyes slightly. "Alfie what time is it...and how did you get into England's house?" I groaned. "I picked the lock...come with me to the grocery store!" He said. I leaned up. "Okay...why?" I asked lazily throwing my feet over the bedside. "Because I ran out of coke and I need more but I don't wanna go alone." He said. I nodded as I tugged on a hoodie and held my arms up. "Carry me." I said. Alfred laughed and let me hop onto his back. I laid my head on his shoulder and watched everything move by me. Soon we got to the car and he put me in the passenger seat.
We drove quickly to the grocery store, however I didn't get to be carried because an angry woman yelled at us when we walked in with me on his back. So Alfred got a cart and let me sit in it. "Dang...someone needs a happy meal." Alfred said in a snappy t
Rentals"And that's how I ended up on this shelf!" I made sure to say with a smile on my face. The man across from me just tilted his head in confusion. "Is something still wrong? I thought I did a pretty good job at explaining why my head is here."
"Yeah, but..." he said while crossing his arms. He seemed to be at a loss for words. "Okay, I get that you're only being rented out and not actually for sale. But why are you actually.. ya know.. on?"
"What?" It took me a second to realize what he meant. But I got it. "Oh! Well that's easy. Since I volunteered for this, I'm left on so I can let people know why my head isn't for sale. I uh, hold on." I needed to blow my hair out of my face, since my hands were else where in the store. I wasn't getting much done, but thankfully the customer brushed my black hair behind my ear and out of my hair. "Thank you! Now where was I? Oh right. Normally there are a lot more rental heads out on display, but we are near closing time and I seem to be the last one
Barefoot Benefits 6It was a pleasantly hot summer day. Sally was in her backyard role-playing with her pokémon while Amanda and Brenda watched from foldable chairs.
“The brave heroes had finally made it to the giantess’s lair. As they rushed forward, the loud thuds of the giantess’ footsteps could be heard and grew louder and louder. The heroes skidded to a halt as the giantess walked forward into sight, eyeing them angrily with her club gripped tightly and her pet sitting upon her shoulders,” narrated Sally as she, Growlithe, and Lillipup each played their parts and Treecko rode on Sally’s shoulders.
“Growlithe growl, growlithe!” shouted Growlithe.
“Pup!” shouted Lillipup.
“Never! Your princess shall be my slave for eternity! Begone or be crushed!” said Sally.
“Treecko tree!” said Treecko with a nod.
Growlithe and Lillipup replied by growling angrily and standing ready to fight.
“So be it!” shouted Sally befor
Lyneria's destructive fateYOU ROTTEN FATELESS COWARD!!!! Calclic said to Zerus, throwing a fireball at Zerus and beating him with his staff.
Do you know how much damage you have caused against my girl that I protected for the most of my life to make sure she gets
care, she gets training, and she gets what she must have to live?! And this power that you were given too, you better come up
with some answers or you'll being seeing yourself as a petrified statue in front of her own daughters and I'll have you incinerated!
Zerus is in the worse of his own life. After receiving power from Tara after the death of Mother, one of her guardians
Calclic, finds out and realizes that the body she lives in is in fact of a undead body. Troubled by the soul of Mother and by
the attacks that Calclic has made against him for the foolish mistakes, he sets and leaves to take his troubled path and find
Reiya to atone for the wrongs of the Konquestors battles, but now since Thayde and Lyneria have been destroyed in a full round
five hour energyi suppose
last week was only an aftershock
of the earthquake you were before.
this place used to vibrate
with metal strings and melodic,
testimonies to life,
emitting coffee-scented moods
and the burn of it too.
i had memorized the
sounds of silence,
i couldn't help but relish it.
no longer had i known
the sounds of folk
and scent of mocha-
you became nothing more
than an echo of the laughter
i so desperately needed to hear again.
then the echoes got louder,
bouncing ferociously off the walls
to be made manifest
i walked into your room
expecting exactly what i found-
an unmade bed,
and an empty beer
(the one that you insisted you needed
just days ago).
i pressed my nose
into the pillow
for incense and cologne and starbucks
to penetrate my mind
and thinking fervently
i already know
what a clean sheet smells like."
how strong an aftershock can be,
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