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posted by VampirePrinsess
Mommy... Johnny brought a gun to school,
He told his Friends that it was cool,
And when he pulled the trigger back,
It shot with a great crack.
Mommy, I was a good girl, I did what I was told,
I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold!
But Mommy, when I went school that day,
I never detto good-bye,
I'm sorry Mommy, I had to go, But Mommy, please don't cry. When Johnny shot
the gun, He hit me and another,
And all because Johnny, Got the gun from his older brother.
Mommy, please tell Daddy; That I Amore him very much,
And please tell Chris; my boyfriend; That it wasn't just a crush.
And tell my little sister; That she is the only one now,
And tell my dear sweet grandmother; I'll be waiting for her now, And
tell my wonderful friends; That they always were the best; Mommy, I'm not
the first, I'm no better than the rest.
Mommy, tell my teachers; I won't mostra up for class,
And never to forget this, And please don't let this pass.
Mommy, why'd it have to be me? No one deserves this,
Mommy, warn the others, Mommy I left without a kiss.
And Mommy tell the doctors; I know they really did try,
I think I even saw a doctor, Trying not to cry.
Mommy, I'm slowly dying, With a bullet in my chest,
But Mommy please remember, I'm in heaven with the rest. Mommy I ran as
fast as I could,
When I heard that crack, Mommy, listen to me if te would,
I wanted to go to college; I wanted to try things that were new,
I guess I'm not going with Daddy, On that trip to the new zoo.
I wanted to get married, I wanted to have a kid,
I wanted to be an actress, Mommy, I wanted to live.
But Mommy I must go now, The time is getting late,
Mommy, tell my Chris, I'm sorry but I had to cancella the date.
I Amore te Mommy, I always have, I know; te know it's true, And Mommy all
I wanted to say is,"Mommy, I Amore you."


***In Memory of The Columbine Students Who Were Lost***
Please if te would,
Pass this around,
I'd be happy if te could,
Don't smash this on the ground.
If te pass this on,
Maybe people will cry,
Just keep this in your heart,
For the people who didn't get to say "Good-bye."
Now te have 2 choices,
1) Repost and mostra people te care
2) Ignore it and te have just proven te are a heartless mole
posted by TeamRosalieHale
4: Cast It Out

IT was beyond satisfied with the amount of Vampiri#From Dracula to Buffy... and all creatures of the night in between. IT had found and killed in such a short time. IT would never have guessed that so many lived down south. Yet already IT had made IT’s way through più Vampiri#From Dracula to Buffy... and all creatures of the night in between. than IT could count.
IT stopped and stood still-listening to the sounds around. IT could still sense the ones IT had left behind in Washington-the two female and the slightly larger group that was all male. IT took in a breath and considered for a minute.
IT decided to head back north-work IT’s way through Mexico, finishing off the ones IT had not been able to find,...
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posted by missceleb86
Why do we complain about the unfairness of life?
We have been stroked da 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
posted by I_love_Mikey
Are the nights getting too long?
Are the lights getting turned off?
Are the curtains being shut?
And are te the one shit out of luck?

Is it te being pushed around?
Is it te begging to be found?
Is it his cologne that waters your eyes?
o is it the fact that te remember all of the lies?

Was it te tied down onto his bed?
Was it te screaming at the site of his head?
Was it te who was crying all of those nights?
And the was it the fact that no one noticed, that helped te remain alright?

Do te regret ever meeting him,
o was it a lesson well-learned?
Do te regret ever helping him?
For your skin is now burned.
Do te regret ever baciare him?
'Cause it your body penetrated,
and used for abuse.
Yet you've pretended not to care;
te just tie up a noose.
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posted by Cries_Bloodlova
Chapter 1
The Alien
Holding this girl in my arms never felt so…wrong. The things I had to do so I could go back home.
Home
The word never sounded any sweeter. I miss every it every day. It sucks to be stuck hear on this miserable plant in this miserable place. I no longer want to be here. But I must if I want to see the one I Amore the most my precious darling Piea. He must be missing me ever so much. I miss him to. I let go of Eliza and look her in her bright blue eyes. I brush her bronze color hair. And baciare her soft plush lips. She was everything I guy could want. Her hair, her lips, her eyes,...
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“Are te crazy telling her our true forms, what the hell man?” Shouted Opal. “Don’t worry, I’ll never tell anyone, I’m a Rokurokubi, which is also a type of demon, we demons should stick together” detto Mia. “Rokurokubi? I think I’ve heard of that type of creature, te come under the category of nocturnal, right” detto Opal trying to calm down. “I’m so glad you’ve heard of my race, that makes me so happy” detto Mia trying to hug Opal. “Opal has a vast knowledge of creatures from the other world” detto Alec. “Then te should do great in ‘Monster Protection Class’...
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Source: fawad
posted by jannah_heaven
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violets are blue
when i flush the toilet
i remember you. . .


te who speak of beautiful words
when at my back te have this sharp swords
delighted da how te praise me
set me on fuoco is what you'd like to see

what's even funnier is that i've done nothing to you
i'm just being me and there's nothing te can do :P


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a short poem for the haters ;)
loveyall,, ya make me famous!!!! :*
posted by Insight357
“Get out of my house!” my mother shrieked at me from the other side of the kitchen.
    I watched her with wide, blue eyes as she pointed at me with the tip of her butcher’s knife. My cheeks flamed red with embarrassment, shame, and a tinge of anger. “Mom, I-”
    “Mrs. Shortts, you’re overreacting about this. Landon has no control over who he is attracted to,” Bane, my best friend Skylar’s father, said.
    “Butt out,” I hissed glancing over at him.
    Bane gave me an icy glare, but detto nothing....
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posted by xXxEmoRAwRxXx
My soul burned deep in agony, as the tears and blood dripped down hitting the floor, I grabbed the coltello one last time. I looked at Chris, begging for mercy, I lift up the coltello and stabbed him one last time. "What, have I done?" I asked to myself. "I'm a murderer, how am I going to explain this, to Jamie? Chris touched me in a inappropriate manner, so I gutted him to death?" I detto to myself. There was a soft knock at the door. I had a mini cuore attack. "Just a moment," I responded to the knock. Struggling, I pulled Chris under my letto and got the swifter and mopped and washed my hands. There...
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posted by yamiXyugi
The sky was growing dark when it all happened. I was strolling through the park, the same as any day. I was alone, all alone. i looked up to find not one nube, nuvola in the sky.
'Night already?' I thought. I looked at my watch. 3:00 pm it read. "That's odd," I said. I decided to go home then.
As I made my way home, things got weirder. There were no cars on the strada, via and no lights on in any of the apartment buildings.
I turned down an allyway, my usual way home, when I felt an unatural tugging sensation in my gut. I didn't know why, but i was suddenly walking in the complete opposite direction of my house.
It felt like my body was under someone else's control. I started jogging, then running.
"Stop it!" I yelled. I tried to force my legs to stop moving, but as soon as I tried, I felt a searing pain go from my forehead to the base of my spine. I screamed and everything went black.
posted by RuBB3rDuckie
Dear The-One-I’m-Glad-I-Never-Kept

I smile now, not like before. It seems like after te had hurt me, I got over te pretty quick, I guess I never really loved te and te were a waste of my time, and when te left I think part of me was relieved, I wasted my time crying, I guess I was blind.

That smile there, on my face, he put it there. Remember those three months te had put me down, made me cry, and I was still stupid enough to stay? He re-wrote that in two, he replaced my permanent frown, with a smile.

Do te remember that giorno I was crying, and I had went to te with support? Today I still...
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posted by coolie
The Haunted Playground
    Why couldn’t I come here? Mom wouldn’t explain why. I came here everyday! It seemed like Mom was hiding something from me. I was so mad, that as I walked away, her words seemed to blur and fade out as if they were never detto in the first place. I ignored her, that’s why I was here in the playground.
    I loved this playground. Although it seems rusty and old, it was a well working playground. A large brick fence stood in the right, blocking what was any further. It was like a scarecrow telling te to stay back. I’ve always...
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