To pick on me till my last days this is why i'm so weak
Why can't we live happy in this world
Why do te have to pick on kids that already cut themselves
WHY
Why do te pick on kids to the point that the kill themselves
Why do te pick on kids that they feel worthless to make te feel stronger
Why do te pick on kids to make them feel lonely and unapreciative
Why do ou pick on kids that has mental disability
WHY
Your the reason why
Why kids kill themselves
Double heart=love
No kid knows
and no adult knows
Amore is a mystery
people intend to find out
but never do
Some say
its when te cant live
without a person
others say
is when you'll do
anything for that person
but whose to say its not both
People say Amore is
when te want to
take care of someone
for the rest of both of their lives
Or
they will do any thing to
make the others dream
come true
but whose to say its not both
i could be all four but who knows
The truth about love
is that its defined
and emphisized differently
to some
than others
How can te Amore someone
is it physical?
NO
its a feeling that everyone gets
sometimes its strong
o still developing
But how do te know
If your even In love
da doing things you'd
never do for a person?
what is this feeling
love
it effects our whole lives
we never know how it comes
what it is
all we know is what it feels like
but we never know
until it comes to us
Has it come to you?
I have to write a poem
but I really don't know how.
So maybe I'll just make a rhyme
with something dumb, like "cow."
Okay, I'll write about a cow,
but that's so commonplace.
I think I'll have to make her be...
a cow from outer space!
My cow will need a helmet
and a spazio suit and a ship.
Of course, she'll keep a blaster
in the fondina on her hip.
She'll hurtle through the galaxy
on meteoric flights
to battle monkey aliens
in huge karate fights.
She'll duel with laser sabers
while avoiding lava spray
to vanquish evil emperors
and always save the day.
I hope the teacher likes my tale,
"Amazing Astro Cow."
Yes, that's the poem I will write
as soon as I learn how.
but I really don't know how.
So maybe I'll just make a rhyme
with something dumb, like "cow."
Okay, I'll write about a cow,
but that's so commonplace.
I think I'll have to make her be...
a cow from outer space!
My cow will need a helmet
and a spazio suit and a ship.
Of course, she'll keep a blaster
in the fondina on her hip.
She'll hurtle through the galaxy
on meteoric flights
to battle monkey aliens
in huge karate fights.
She'll duel with laser sabers
while avoiding lava spray
to vanquish evil emperors
and always save the day.
I hope the teacher likes my tale,
"Amazing Astro Cow."
Yes, that's the poem I will write
as soon as I learn how.
I do not own anything. I did not write this, and I do not know the author. I just really like this and wanted to share it.
Who will te be
when faced with the end;
the end of a kingdom,
the end of good men.
Will te run?
Will te hide?
o will te hunt down evil
with a venomous pride?
Rise to the ashes,
rise to the winter sky,
rise to the calling,
make heard the battle cry.
Let it scream from the mountains
From the forest to the chapel.
Because death is a hungry mouth
and te are the apple.
So who will te be
when faced with the end?
When the vultures are circling
and the shadows descend.
Will te cower,
o will te fight?
Is your cuore made of glass?
o a pure snow white?
Who will te be
when faced with the end;
the end of a kingdom,
the end of good men.
Will te run?
Will te hide?
o will te hunt down evil
with a venomous pride?
Rise to the ashes,
rise to the winter sky,
rise to the calling,
make heard the battle cry.
Let it scream from the mountains
From the forest to the chapel.
Because death is a hungry mouth
and te are the apple.
So who will te be
when faced with the end?
When the vultures are circling
and the shadows descend.
Will te cower,
o will te fight?
Is your cuore made of glass?
o a pure snow white?
te have many names
The Doctor, Barty Crouch Jr.
But to me?
You're SO much more
You're a hero
A speck of hope for humanity
And when te passed the batton
To the 11th Doctor,
te broke my heart
Better to quite whil you're ahead?
I would fight for you
My beautiful David
When people sy "fake" o "gay
I say
"You don't know"
or
"You wish"
You're amazing
te are astounding
But te are also a human
te are not a Timelord
o a wizard
And I mustn't forget that
te are just you
te are beautiful
te are David Tennant! <3
The Doctor, Barty Crouch Jr.
But to me?
You're SO much more
You're a hero
A speck of hope for humanity
And when te passed the batton
To the 11th Doctor,
te broke my heart
Better to quite whil you're ahead?
I would fight for you
My beautiful David
When people sy "fake" o "gay
I say
"You don't know"
or
"You wish"
You're amazing
te are astounding
But te are also a human
te are not a Timelord
o a wizard
And I mustn't forget that
te are just you
te are beautiful
te are David Tennant! <3
When does it stop hurting,
The pain leave,
the hate die?
When will I Amore te again,
o te Amore me?
Life isn't "if",
it's "when"
When will I...
When will you...
When will we...
And what if "When" never comes?
When will when come?
And one più thing, when will te realise
That I'm not a toy?
When will te see,
That my cuore is broken, bleeding over you?
But for now,Before "When" comes,
I must forget, if not forgive.
I'm sorry,
That our "When" never came
That te shattered my heart,
That I wasted my time on you!
And now, I'm left sking,
When will my prince, my knight, come?
The pain leave,
the hate die?
When will I Amore te again,
o te Amore me?
Life isn't "if",
it's "when"
When will I...
When will you...
When will we...
And what if "When" never comes?
When will when come?
And one più thing, when will te realise
That I'm not a toy?
When will te see,
That my cuore is broken, bleeding over you?
But for now,Before "When" comes,
I must forget, if not forgive.
I'm sorry,
That our "When" never came
That te shattered my heart,
That I wasted my time on you!
And now, I'm left sking,
When will my prince, my knight, come?
The lovesick boy and girl will meet.
Faster will both of their hearts beat.
Amidst the crowd they'll walk with pride.
With their hands intwined, they stride.
They'll target their goals and never miss.
And they'll take it further and have the first kiss.
They'll talk and laugh and cuddle and dream
They'll fall and cry and run and scream.
All the problems start from here.
They won't be easy, they wont be mere.
He'll want to kiss, she'll push away.
She'll want him near, he will not stay.
They'll break apart and will never mend.
This short-lived Amore is at it's end.
Faster will both of their hearts beat.
Amidst the crowd they'll walk with pride.
With their hands intwined, they stride.
They'll target their goals and never miss.
And they'll take it further and have the first kiss.
They'll talk and laugh and cuddle and dream
They'll fall and cry and run and scream.
All the problems start from here.
They won't be easy, they wont be mere.
He'll want to kiss, she'll push away.
She'll want him near, he will not stay.
They'll break apart and will never mend.
This short-lived Amore is at it's end.
Then te turned out to be depression.
All my hopes and dreams are gone;
da the moment te told me that we are done.
My whole life changed when I met you;
te turn it all around, happy to blue.
I hate te so much that I want to kill you;
But I can’t, ‘cause the Amore that I feel for te is true.
And then te came back, giving me your apology;
But I am hurt, sad, I feel the agony.
Tell me! Why are te doing this to me?
Why don’t te just leave, and set my cuore free?
Finally, I made my best decision;
I will never believe in te o to your fad illusion.
I will try my best to overcome this heartache;
Even though I have to lie to myself and pretend that all my Amore for te is fake.
i will die
its what i live for
f*** my life
F***heart
and F*** my will to live
i give te hope
i give te love
but pain is all te give
a cuore so big
it could save the world
pain so bad
it killed this little girl
so i say goodbye
to te
to you
my Amore will go on
and thro
and thro
dont be mad
dont be sad
live on
without me
for i will no longer suffer
this soul is now free
as free as she could be
no one owns me now
I AM ME!
its what i live for
f*** my life
F***heart
and F*** my will to live
i give te hope
i give te love
but pain is all te give
a cuore so big
it could save the world
pain so bad
it killed this little girl
so i say goodbye
to te
to you
my Amore will go on
and thro
and thro
dont be mad
dont be sad
live on
without me
for i will no longer suffer
this soul is now free
as free as she could be
no one owns me now
I AM ME!
Of all the Ribelle - The Brave and all the bold.
The race of blood had stories told.
About their barren fortress of red.
About the fact that they were dead.
Close the ruby studded door.
Of your black coffin on the marble floor.
Etched in stone were all their names.
And from their wrists to hell are chains.
In their palms lie burning coals.
Frozen solid is their souls.
From your veins, te blood now pours.
Stand da that vampire of yours.
Poem da Mimiii the Vampiyaa taco :3 o Vampiyaa <3 whichever one te prefer ;P
The race of blood had stories told.
About their barren fortress of red.
About the fact that they were dead.
Close the ruby studded door.
Of your black coffin on the marble floor.
Etched in stone were all their names.
And from their wrists to hell are chains.
In their palms lie burning coals.
Frozen solid is their souls.
From your veins, te blood now pours.
Stand da that vampire of yours.
Poem da Mimiii the Vampiyaa taco :3 o Vampiyaa <3 whichever one te prefer ;P
The King's song is quite a lonely thing
Behind his horse travels a tattered string.
It's only mean is to mostra him the way.
Far from his silent abode he must stay.
That lonely King is the one who I miss.
Away from me he does not insist,
But life is merely a ribbon of red.
To those who abuse it will be cursed da the dead.
Shoot your piercing Arrow of hate.
It will hit your cuore and bestow your fate.
From your mare onto erba you'll fall,
Knowing te did not cherish all.
Amore and laughter in our kingdom will soar,
Once he returns from his sad, bloody war.
Behind his horse travels a tattered string.
The King's song is quite a lonely thing.
Behind his horse travels a tattered string.
It's only mean is to mostra him the way.
Far from his silent abode he must stay.
That lonely King is the one who I miss.
Away from me he does not insist,
But life is merely a ribbon of red.
To those who abuse it will be cursed da the dead.
Shoot your piercing Arrow of hate.
It will hit your cuore and bestow your fate.
From your mare onto erba you'll fall,
Knowing te did not cherish all.
Amore and laughter in our kingdom will soar,
Once he returns from his sad, bloody war.
Behind his horse travels a tattered string.
The King's song is quite a lonely thing.
I am naught but a lonely Angel cursed da the shadows,
Covered in them like a cold blanket of evil.
My wings are broken and invisible, but my cuore is black as ash.
This is me.
I am naught but a single dying flower, blackened da hate,
Like a fontana pen on paper.
I speak no words but use my flowing movement to mostra you.
This is me.
I am naught but a sorrowful discarded gem,
Proven to be nothing but a fake.
I may sparkle, but not in a way to bring joy.
This is me.
I am naught but dust in the wind.
Blowing ever so elegantly
To the rhythm of where the world will take me.
This is me.
Covered in them like a cold blanket of evil.
My wings are broken and invisible, but my cuore is black as ash.
This is me.
I am naught but a single dying flower, blackened da hate,
Like a fontana pen on paper.
I speak no words but use my flowing movement to mostra you.
This is me.
I am naught but a sorrowful discarded gem,
Proven to be nothing but a fake.
I may sparkle, but not in a way to bring joy.
This is me.
I am naught but dust in the wind.
Blowing ever so elegantly
To the rhythm of where the world will take me.
This is me.
One million times my cuore will pound.
Against the blazing winds, we're bound
da thread woven from the petals of a rose
Out of the evils and goods, it was te that I chose.
Imprints of our steps on soft sand we make
And forever on your hand I'll hold, for our sake.
Our Amore has no price, it is naught but true.
You'll belong to me, and I'll belong to you.
What will become of us, we can only take a guess
Of course, sighs will be emitted nonetheless.
I'll smile when te smile and feel the pain te do
And if te cry a single tear I promise I'll cry too.
Against the blazing winds, we're bound
da thread woven from the petals of a rose
Out of the evils and goods, it was te that I chose.
Imprints of our steps on soft sand we make
And forever on your hand I'll hold, for our sake.
Our Amore has no price, it is naught but true.
You'll belong to me, and I'll belong to you.
What will become of us, we can only take a guess
Of course, sighs will be emitted nonetheless.
I'll smile when te smile and feel the pain te do
And if te cry a single tear I promise I'll cry too.
