Okay, so I'm Scrivere a book on www.FanFiction.net, and it's about the Sookie Stackhouse Novels da Charlaine Harris, its a fan fiction, so I dont want to make publicity out of it, I just want ppl to read it, and tell me what they think!
So, if te have time on your hands, and te wanna read what I wrote (which has Vampiri#From Dracula to Buffy... and all creatures of the night in between. and werewolves, and shapeshifters, witches, etc. (like in the actual series)) then follow this link, and tell me what te think in commento if te have a fan fiction account, if not tell me what te think down below this! Please do so, I really wanna know if its good o not...thanks for Leggere this and hopefully u follow the link!
LINK:
www.fanfiction.net/s/5685042/1/A_Offer_A_Sookie_Stackh...vel
So, if te have time on your hands, and te wanna read what I wrote (which has Vampiri#From Dracula to Buffy... and all creatures of the night in between. and werewolves, and shapeshifters, witches, etc. (like in the actual series)) then follow this link, and tell me what te think in commento if te have a fan fiction account, if not tell me what te think down below this! Please do so, I really wanna know if its good o not...thanks for Leggere this and hopefully u follow the link!
LINK:
www.fanfiction.net/s/5685042/1/A_Offer_A_Sookie_Stackh...vel
I am a broken-winged eagle
Who cannot fly
Because I have set no goal for myself.
Other people laugh and scoff at me,
And I know that I must quickly find something
To hope for.
Everyday I think,
"What's the use? Nothing is my talent. Give up."
People think I am nothing but stupid,
But I can see that light within myself.
I have not yet soared.
I have not yet found my dream.
One day, I find something unique to dream for.
Writing.
Something that can take me to faraway places
Anywhere, beyond this universe.
And now I can soar.
Far, far, faraway
Where no one can catch me.
Where no one can disturb me.
Where I can be free.
Where I will no longer be
A broken-winged eagle.
Who cannot fly
Because I have set no goal for myself.
Other people laugh and scoff at me,
And I know that I must quickly find something
To hope for.
Everyday I think,
"What's the use? Nothing is my talent. Give up."
People think I am nothing but stupid,
But I can see that light within myself.
I have not yet soared.
I have not yet found my dream.
One day, I find something unique to dream for.
Writing.
Something that can take me to faraway places
Anywhere, beyond this universe.
And now I can soar.
Far, far, faraway
Where no one can catch me.
Where no one can disturb me.
Where I can be free.
Where I will no longer be
A broken-winged eagle.
how can te look
straight into my eyes,
and see none of the pain
reflect from my glossy stare?
how can te spit lies
right to my face,
and feel none of the regret
from the shame?
how can te baciare me
so harsh and coldly,
and not understand
that your hurting us both?
i dont know what your doing,
o even why,anymore.
i dont see how te can break
such an innocent heart,
and keep smiling
that beautifully irritating smile.
i dont see how te could do this
to anyone who let te in so much,
and just shove them from your mind.
when i get close,
te sposta further away.
when i smile,
yours fades.
when i laugh,
te become silent.
and when im gone,
youre at your happiest.
i dont see why i keep trying.
nothing i do is ever good enough.
and honestly,
te really just dont care.
thats how te can do
all the horrible things te do.
all because
te just dont give a shit.
straight into my eyes,
and see none of the pain
reflect from my glossy stare?
how can te spit lies
right to my face,
and feel none of the regret
from the shame?
how can te baciare me
so harsh and coldly,
and not understand
that your hurting us both?
i dont know what your doing,
o even why,anymore.
i dont see how te can break
such an innocent heart,
and keep smiling
that beautifully irritating smile.
i dont see how te could do this
to anyone who let te in so much,
and just shove them from your mind.
when i get close,
te sposta further away.
when i smile,
yours fades.
when i laugh,
te become silent.
and when im gone,
youre at your happiest.
i dont see why i keep trying.
nothing i do is ever good enough.
and honestly,
te really just dont care.
thats how te can do
all the horrible things te do.
all because
te just dont give a shit.
