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KyuuKitsune: Hi, Ed! =^_^=
GenieAlchemist: Hi, Naruto -_-
KyuuKitsune: What is it? =O.O=
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KyuuKitsune: Who are you?
HopelessArtist: Hi Naru, Ed Hoples -_-;
KyuuKitsune: You are that crazy girl what kidnap me and some others! O.O
GenieAlchemist: Why are you here?!
KyuuKitsune: What? O.O
GenieAlchemist: For God sake say it! *shout*
HopelessArtist: *shiver* Dont yell on me!! TT_TT
KyuuKitsune: Really Ed, hold your temper down *glare*
GenieAlchemist: What? Why?
HopelessArtist: Ilostmyinspiration! TT_TT
HopelessArtist: *sulks in emo corner*
KyuuKitsune: Hoples? O.O
KyuuKitsune: Ed? O.o
GenieAlchemist: *burst of laughing*
KyuuKitsune: *glare* Very funny!
GenieAlchemist: I know! XD
KyuuKitsune: *sigh* You are really cold hearted midget.
GenieAlchemist: *dead glare* What have you said?
LWH- before christmasHoples: Hi everybody! This story contains swearing, explosions and totally randomness!
Ed: If you can not say she don't own us. She owns only Seth, Michael and Tear. Oh and of course herself.
Hoples: Awww! That was cute how you say it! -hugs him-
Ed: -annoyed- What ever... can you take that gun from my face? Please?
Hoples: Dream about it bitch...
Michael enter living room. After him was Seth. I told you not to enter her room. And now look at you! Devil boy point out. Michael hold sack of ice on his forehead and roll his eyes. I know. Will you stop act like my mom. Gez, but when I hear her swear like that I just must to know why. True, I didn't see much, but her room look like after explosion of atom bomb. Wonder what is happening there, Blond angel boy say. You too, dattebayo? Young blond haired boy with blue eyes and whisker like marks on his cheeks ask Michael. Both
What is Love?What is Love?
Love is a sin. It is Greed to have that person only just for your self. It is Lust for that person you are have fellings for. It is Envy and Wrath on others what is around that subject. It is Gluttony for body that you love so much. Pride on yourself that you are the one that special person chose. And Sloth when you dont care about that someone or when that certain person is cariing for you.
Love is a sin.
Love is a virtue. It is a Faith in live what will you spend together. Hope in better tomorrow. Charity and Prudence about your partner. Fortitude to show who are you to other. Justice and Temperance in charing your time together.
Love is a virtue.
Love is a contrast. It is Fear you will lost that special someone. It is Hate when you think that chosen one will hurt you and leave. It is Sadness when you are not with that person close to your heart. It is Happiness whe you are together. Pain in your heart and on your soul. It is Destiny what is m
Halloween nightHalloween night
Before hunted hour, in hunted town.
Now on this hunted nught.
What are you doing here?
is asking gently wind.
Young girl, barely seventeen,
in costume with faked wings.
Holy above her scary face.
White robe messing in the wind.
Small feets making sound on empty street.
Why are you here? There is nothing good to meet!
Gently wind is whispering silent warning.
Just go away, don´t stay here until morning.
She dont hear, she dont see.
On her mind is only word we.
Where are you? Im waiting.
Silent words are way true her lips making.
She stand there, innoncent angel,
in middle of steert full of danger.
That is no place for you little angel.
It seem like the sreets are anger.
But what is that? Who is there?
Dark silouete apear from nowhere.
She see it and smile is on her face,
her feets start move with angelic grace.
She dont see those devilish horns.
She dont know in what he have turn.
Darkness in hi
Hopeless artistKill myself in the morning sun,
when everything goes wrong.
Cut those vains where is blood of life
and watch it slowly driping on dirty floor.
Maybe it will be fast,
and breath of life will be gone.
Maybe it will be slow,
and I will watch my life go wrong.
When everything will be gone
and I will finaly fall asleep.
My heart will slowly stop his beat,
music of my life will dont play anymore.
Maybe somebody will remember on me
and bring roses to my grave.
Somebody will read on my tombstone:
"My life was no more!"
RainRain is dancing again
in his hypnotick way.
Nothing seems to be impotan now.
Just listen to charming melody.
Try to reach the distance
betwen rain drops.
Try to see the picture,
what they are making.
Melody of rain,
silent tips and taps.
Just dont go away
and listen to those claps.
Melody, pictures, distance and dance,
will never be the same again.
Water from heaven is falling,
so just let it rain.