-poetic The morning, the sun, light beats my face Another day in ‘paradise’ Hell in heaven good place, bad people – Hate, not so much as jealousy jealous of the happiness bourne by the rest I bear but a curse Of darkness, of hate A curse that weakens to the point of self destruction No… Continue reading The window of one soul
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It’s not what it seems to be.
No matter what you do, nothing comes out perfect. Everything you try, people criticize, it’s just not worth it. Everynight, that beautiful girl, sits in her bedroom. She see’s no purpose in life, all she can do is painfully cry. You thought she was perfect, everyone thought she was worth it. People judge, they think… Continue reading It’s not what it seems to be.
A night to remember
She was laying on the bed, she looked like a angel which turned him on even more just thinking of doing the dirty with a angel. She stared at him, he started to quiver knowing that she had done this before whereas it would be his first time.
He will never know how deep her sea of love for him is… never. She can tell you one thing though.. He will always know that she loved him… and she will always be in his heart…
He was the gothic prince. His short spiked hair that stuck up in crimson red spears sharp enough to piece skin. The many spiked chains, necklaces, and bracelets on him which stood out distinctly near his pale white skin.
Sinful Reunions Part 2
The next morning Puriel woke up with a start. She sat silently until she heard the noise that awoke her again. There it was. A sharp raping at the front door. Puriels face went paler than usual. Surely it wasn’t Adrien…Was it?