These are for my dad who died almost exactly 12 years ago.
I don't know if it's any good.
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I’ve been at this point many times before.
One should think it might get better.
But now, as it’s almost exactly 12 years since
That special Tag
I remember
Everything
As it would have been yesterday.
That I didn’t understand
That I didn’t want to understand.
That something faded away this day…
that it did not return
until now.
But it was not my hope
It’s still there, hidden in a small corner of my herz
Sometimes piping up
Just to abandon me again
But it didn’t leave me.
Yes…I still hope.
It helps me to get through every Tag
Because every Tag that passes
Brings me closer to you.
Picture of you
The mirror broke
Unbelieving I’m staring at the spread shards,
Just a teilt, split Sekunde Vor it has been whole
And now it’s wrecked.
Your image…
Gone
It’s troublesomely to pick them up again.
The sharp edges cut my fingertips.
I don’t care.
That bit of blood and whit of pain
Is nothing compared to what I’ve lost.
So it seems like a fair trade to me.
A part of my life as an offset to yours.
And so I watch it go with certainty
That it won’t return
But that it won’t kill me either.
My blood…and my loss.
It can only get better.
oder maybe not.
Sometimes
Sometimes I would like to ask Du
If Du knew…
What Du did.
If Du were aware that it would make me numb
That it would make joy my enemy.
If Du knew…
Sometimes I just would like to ask you.
I don't know if it's any good.
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I’ve been at this point many times before.
One should think it might get better.
But now, as it’s almost exactly 12 years since
That special Tag
I remember
Everything
As it would have been yesterday.
That I didn’t understand
That I didn’t want to understand.
That something faded away this day…
that it did not return
until now.
But it was not my hope
It’s still there, hidden in a small corner of my herz
Sometimes piping up
Just to abandon me again
But it didn’t leave me.
Yes…I still hope.
It helps me to get through every Tag
Because every Tag that passes
Brings me closer to you.
Picture of you
The mirror broke
Unbelieving I’m staring at the spread shards,
Just a teilt, split Sekunde Vor it has been whole
And now it’s wrecked.
Your image…
Gone
It’s troublesomely to pick them up again.
The sharp edges cut my fingertips.
I don’t care.
That bit of blood and whit of pain
Is nothing compared to what I’ve lost.
So it seems like a fair trade to me.
A part of my life as an offset to yours.
And so I watch it go with certainty
That it won’t return
But that it won’t kill me either.
My blood…and my loss.
It can only get better.
oder maybe not.
Sometimes
Sometimes I would like to ask Du
If Du knew…
What Du did.
If Du were aware that it would make me numb
That it would make joy my enemy.
If Du knew…
Sometimes I just would like to ask you.
ON STORMY CLOUDS
I’VE SEEN HIM SIT
THIS DARK Angel – Jäger der Finsternis FAIR
WITH FOLDED AND SHIMMERING
GOSSAMER WINGS
AND MOON BEAMS IN HIS HAIR
WITH BURNING EYES
TO EARTH HE SLIDES
SEEKING TO FEEL THE GROUND
THEN SPREAD HIS
RAVEN FEATHERED WINGS
CASTING HIS MAGICK SHADOW ‘ROUND
THIS Engel TOUCH
IS A COMFORTS SONG
SOFT AS A VELVET CLOAK
AND WHEN HE REACHES
TO RIGHT THE WRONG
HIS WORDS ARE FEELINGS SPOKE
ON HOOF AND WING, I WATCHED HIM SAIL
MY DARK Angel – Jäger der Finsternis FAIR
TO SOME ARCANE ABODE
WE KNOW NOT WHERE
TILL HIS Weiter ASSIGNMENT
AND THE FUTURE HAS BEEN FORETOLD
FOR THE LAST FLIGHT
THIS DARK Angel – Jäger der Finsternis TAKES
IS A PIED-PIPERS GATHERING
FOR ALL THE SOULS HE’S TOUCHED
LISTENING TO THE SHADOWY
SONGS THEY’LL NOW SING
I’VE SEEN HIM SIT
THIS DARK Angel – Jäger der Finsternis FAIR
WITH FOLDED AND SHIMMERING
GOSSAMER WINGS
AND MOON BEAMS IN HIS HAIR
WITH BURNING EYES
TO EARTH HE SLIDES
SEEKING TO FEEL THE GROUND
THEN SPREAD HIS
RAVEN FEATHERED WINGS
CASTING HIS MAGICK SHADOW ‘ROUND
THIS Engel TOUCH
IS A COMFORTS SONG
SOFT AS A VELVET CLOAK
AND WHEN HE REACHES
TO RIGHT THE WRONG
HIS WORDS ARE FEELINGS SPOKE
ON HOOF AND WING, I WATCHED HIM SAIL
MY DARK Angel – Jäger der Finsternis FAIR
TO SOME ARCANE ABODE
WE KNOW NOT WHERE
TILL HIS Weiter ASSIGNMENT
AND THE FUTURE HAS BEEN FORETOLD
FOR THE LAST FLIGHT
THIS DARK Angel – Jäger der Finsternis TAKES
IS A PIED-PIPERS GATHERING
FOR ALL THE SOULS HE’S TOUCHED
LISTENING TO THE SHADOWY
SONGS THEY’LL NOW SING
19 December
It's been almost a Jahr since Freak died. For a while, people always used to say to me, "I'm sorry." I hated that. I yelled at them, "Feel sorry for Freak! I'm still alive!"
They shouldn't feel sorry for me. Freak taught me what it meant to walk tall. He tought me that remembering is only an invention of the mind, and if Du try hard enough, Du can remember anything. I try to remember everything Freak told me; and sometimes, it works. Then it slips away.
For a while after Freak died, I went back to being the critter hiding out in Down Under. Then one day, it hit me, and hard. If I had died, I wouldn't want Freak to do what I was doing. I would want him to continue Freak The Mighty.
And that made all the difference.
I try to make Freak proud; maybe I'm even succeeding. I just know that Freak changed the way I saw things, and I owe him that much; to keep Freak The Mighty alive.
-Max-
It's been almost a Jahr since Freak died. For a while, people always used to say to me, "I'm sorry." I hated that. I yelled at them, "Feel sorry for Freak! I'm still alive!"
They shouldn't feel sorry for me. Freak taught me what it meant to walk tall. He tought me that remembering is only an invention of the mind, and if Du try hard enough, Du can remember anything. I try to remember everything Freak told me; and sometimes, it works. Then it slips away.
For a while after Freak died, I went back to being the critter hiding out in Down Under. Then one day, it hit me, and hard. If I had died, I wouldn't want Freak to do what I was doing. I would want him to continue Freak The Mighty.
And that made all the difference.
I try to make Freak proud; maybe I'm even succeeding. I just know that Freak changed the way I saw things, and I owe him that much; to keep Freak The Mighty alive.
-Max-
This mermaid spell could work so be careful.you will need a cup of water and a lot of salt and also a necklace/bracelet the insructions are Du are going to put the salt in to the cup of water and Du put the necklace/bracelet in to the salty water and say this spell: Meerjungfrauen Meerjungfrauen here my plea I want a Mermaid tail and powers.mermaids Meerjungfrauen this is my plea so make it come true. After Du say the say the spell Du put on the necklace/bracelet and thats it. But Du don't get to choose your mermaid tail and powers.
The Cover
Sadie Harris is a sixteen Jahr old girl living in New York City with her newly divorced mother. They made the Bewegen to the big city from South-West Virgina and for some reason, Sadie does not fit in it school and soon finds herself with no friends. Feeling alone she retreats into a world of books, Lesen hundreds of them, but her solitary world won't be hers much longer. Sadie is puzzled when she begins to get strange dreams every night telling her to go to the basement along with visions of a city wrapped in mist. The dreams get so annoying that she goes to the basement of her apartment building to put a stop to them, but instead she unknowingly throws herself into a war of the worlds. Worlds that she did not even know existed. Come take a thrilling ride with Sadie and Friends she meets along her way to save the Captive City of Orrim as she finds that worlds, evil, and people she only read about are not as far away as them seem.
"It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right."
I can still remember the disappointment in those hazel eyes the moment I told him I was leaving. I couldn't stay - I had no choice. I still can't decide whether it hurt Mehr to leave him, oder to know I had been the one who caused the pain. What was I supposed to do? This child needed guidance and protection now Mehr than ever, and I couldn't help him. For so long I had been the one to console him - make him feel safe, sicher - and it was coming to an end. It was... the rule.
"I need to go away, Alex. It's what imaginary Friends do....
