Sun in the Snow: X-mas GiftAs the snow slowly falls down it chills my skin,Sun in the Snow: X-mas Gift by allybear1995
Freezes against tears I've shed,
Cools the wound still covered with dry blood.
I look up the the strom gray clouds,
Expecting to see gloomy darkness,
Now that she was gone from my life.
But I am surprised to see,
Sunlight peeking out through the clouds,
As their snowflakes still fall to the ground.
The beam of light barely shows,
Makes the snow below it shimmer,
Like I'm standing in a field of diamonds
Strangely it reminds me of my heart,
The feeble hope that she will return to me,
Shining past the negative thoughts of my family and friends.
I grin and my teeth chatter slightly,
Because now I know,
My hope is never in vain
Origin DayA day of originOrigin Day by allybear1995
One million different kinds of cake
Siblings watch you get your presents drowning in their jealous sin
Candles all blown out, a wish is in the make
And now today to reminisce them
Forget a few moments, sure, all of them never!
Though some might seem quite alien and fem
They will remain happy moments forever
Who's The Enemy?My Master's enemy is my enemyWho's The Enemy? by allybear1995
Or at least that's what I've been taught.
Lately I've been wondering
If it's just an evil lie I've bought.
My siblings say, "No mercy for the enemy!"
And beat me when I make a mistake
But when the enemies give me mercy and kindness
I wonder, "Am I on the good or bad side for God's sake?"
All my life I've been trying not to be an enemy
To win my adopted family's love at any cost
But they have always rejected me, no matter what I do
Now I see this is a far off battle that I've already lost.
Most of these ideas come from the red clad enemy
Whose rough nature closely matches my own
His cocky attitude quite refreshing
Why he even asked for the number of my cell phone.
So I find myself asking: Who's the enemy?
My abusive family I've known all my life
Or the kind strangers I've known only for a week?
Oh how I pray for an answer to come and end my strife.
TWILIGHT MST chapter 5
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5. BLOOD TYPE
I made my way to English in a daze. I didn't even realize when I first walked in that class had already
"Thank you for joining us, Miss Swan," Mr. Mason said in a disparaging tone.
TCOAS(*#92058049i3q0j540wotijosejifozjidf: THE TOILET!!!!!!
and hurried to my seat.
TCOAS(*#92058049i3q0j540wotijosejifozjidf: ON THE TOILET!!!!
It wasn't till class ended that I realized Mike wasn't sitting in his usual seat next to me. I felt a twinge of guilt. But he and Eric both met me at the door as usual, so I figured I wasn't totally unforgiven. Mike seemed to become more himself as we walked, gaining enthusiasm as he talked about the weather report for this weekend. The rain was supposed to take a minor break, and so maybe his beach trip would be possible.
IMZM: GIR! STOP THAT!
I tried to