Shaun
I watched two little girls playing, watching one in particular. She reminded me painfully of Serena. The little girl pulled her friend to her feet and ran towards a woman that I recognized.
It was her. At first I was sure I was halluncinating.
Her dark hair was a little longer than I had seen it last. She was wearing a black pencil rock and a deep blue blouse. She looked happy as the girl ran up to her.
She hugged the little girl. Their hair was the same colour.
I watched numbly as Serena looked at the child with unfathomable Liebe as she told her something.
Serena looked up at me, pain and shock evident on her face.
I watched two little girls playing, watching one in particular. She reminded me painfully of Serena. The little girl pulled her friend to her feet and ran towards a woman that I recognized.
It was her. At first I was sure I was halluncinating.
Her dark hair was a little longer than I had seen it last. She was wearing a black pencil rock and a deep blue blouse. She looked happy as the girl ran up to her.
She hugged the little girl. Their hair was the same colour.
I watched numbly as Serena looked at the child with unfathomable Liebe as she told her something.
Serena looked up at me, pain and shock evident on her face.
Andrew finally realized that he was in his room. "This must have been Elizabeth's room!" He decided to go to lunch soon after the thought of living in a haunted room really hit him. He went to the little cafe near the entrance. after he had eaten Mehr than his share of blaubeere, heidelbeere turnovers, he went back to his room and fell asleep. Andrew felt something warm beside him. It felt good, whatever it was, so he turned over and put his arm around it. It was definitely a who, because their herz accelerated, and they snuggled up to him. When Andrew woke up, he had his arm around Liz (Elizabeth), and she was... SLEEPING!!!! Andrew shook her awake, and she looked up in surprise. "ANDREW! Where am I??!" Liz practically shrieked in fear. Andrew tried to calm her and sagte gently, "You were sleeping Liz. Just sleeping." Poor Liz screamed this time, "Andrew, I can't sleep!!!"
I was inspired Von this pic of Inu Yasha
Make A time machine
I wanna go in the past
Wanna meet my own self
And get back what I've lost
Wanna play with that child
Sitting in the park, lonely
Waiting for a friend true
Wanna make him happy
And going back to home
He would sit on Momma's lap
And forget all world's tensions
and have a sweet nap
I wanna capture that moment
That smile on my mother's face
and the feeling of contentment
On my own small face
In his dream I would come
Playing with him, carefree
I wanna be his true friend
Wanna change my story
James.
Why do we complain about the unfairness of life?
We have been stroked Von its handle, not felt its sharp knife.
Our hearts moan because we do not have the latest iPhone.
But have we stopped to see the cries of those without a home?
They come to our doors desperate for help.
But all we do is dismiss them with a rude yelp.
"Be not harsh to the orphan and the needy" says our Lord.
But some of us do not heed this and whip them with a steel rod.
Though the whole world we cannot feed.
We should not refrain from doing a good deed.
And prevent from drowning in a pool of greed
We have been stroked Von its handle, not felt its sharp knife.
Our hearts moan because we do not have the latest iPhone.
But have we stopped to see the cries of those without a home?
They come to our doors desperate for help.
But all we do is dismiss them with a rude yelp.
"Be not harsh to the orphan and the needy" says our Lord.
But some of us do not heed this and whip them with a steel rod.
Though the whole world we cannot feed.
We should not refrain from doing a good deed.
And prevent from drowning in a pool of greed
Are the nights getting too long?
Are the lights getting turned off?
Are the curtains being shut?
And are Du the one shit out of luck?
Is it Du being pushed around?
Is it Du begging to be found?
Is it his cologne that waters your eyes?
oder is it the fact that Du remember all of the lies?
Was it Du tied down onto his bed?
Was it Du screaming at the site of his head?
Was it Du who was crying all of those nights?
And the was it the fact that no one noticed, that helped Du remain alright?
Do Du regret ever meeting him,
oder was it a lesson well-learned?
Do Du regret ever helping him?
For your skin is now burned.
Do Du regret ever Küssen him?
'Cause it your body penetrated,
and used for abuse.
Yet you've pretended not to care;
Du just tie up a noose.
Are the lights getting turned off?
Are the curtains being shut?
And are Du the one shit out of luck?
Is it Du being pushed around?
Is it Du begging to be found?
Is it his cologne that waters your eyes?
oder is it the fact that Du remember all of the lies?
Was it Du tied down onto his bed?
Was it Du screaming at the site of his head?
Was it Du who was crying all of those nights?
And the was it the fact that no one noticed, that helped Du remain alright?
Do Du regret ever meeting him,
oder was it a lesson well-learned?
Do Du regret ever helping him?
For your skin is now burned.
Do Du regret ever Küssen him?
'Cause it your body penetrated,
and used for abuse.
Yet you've pretended not to care;
Du just tie up a noose.
