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Honesty Brings Love
PainPain is what falls like rain. Never ending like a train. It kills, it maims. It's got too many names. And it’s got fame. That’s just lame. It makes one crywww.onedoor.cc. We all want to try, to get through that pain from time to time. That’s my line of rhyme. Pains got to make an impression, so it shows through depression. It’s like fear, it makes it feel like the millionth year. Seconds go by that feel like hours, we need to feel the power. But we can’t we’re stuck in a trance. Unable to fight through it, got to tell you the truths. We’re all dead inside, just like the tides. The water is rising, but w...
A new beginning
There are two types of people. Those people who do things in life for other people, and live their lives for others and not for them. And the other type are the people who left the society’s standards and lived their lives doing what they love, and sadly, these kinds of people are very rare because of the society we all live in. People are always headed by other people that are “role models” for them, and by doing that, they end up not living their life how they dreamed to. People don’t really realize that until they are an age that your life is almost finished, but that is a lie. There were s...
Mommy's Girl
This was supposed to be the happiest day of my life. Finally...Graduation. I was soon going to be a free woman, I’m not a little kid that grew up in a Southern ranch. I was an adult. But who knew this day would go so wrong...************************** “I can’t believe it.” My best friend Fiona said. We were at my apartment getting ready to go shopping for Grad dresses. “I know right.” I agreed...it felt like yesterday when I first went to college. I remembered mom crying as she waved at me from the airport.I had decided to go to California for my Masters even though there were plenty of good...
dragon fire and golden flames
Blood clung to the cut on his cheek, running down his neck and pooling with sticky sweat and the violet patch of bruises blossoming along his collarbone. His breathing was ragged, he keeled over trying to catch his breath, to take in what had just happened. The boys golden down of hair was caked in dried blood, dirt and dust. He looked exhausted and injured but she did not fare much better. Skye breathed slowly, leaning into the concrete wall and letting it hold her as she tried to lift up her left knee. She gasped at the movement, gritting her to teeth to stop the cry of pain. A shapeshifters...