I really tình yêu to write.I've done it ever since I was only 4.
My mother used to write things like stories hoặc poems and letters.My mom inspired me to write things now.
nghề viết văn is really fun to do and I tình yêu it alot!Sometimes I write things like my mom did.
Whenever I feel mad I usually write things in the Write email on the computer and write things that have been on my mind for a couple of days,then I erase them because I always feel better after I do that and I usually feel much calmer and I get it out of my system.
Since I really tình yêu nghề viết văn so much I was thinking that maybe I could become an tác giả when I grow up. :)
I wouldn't just write thi ca hoặc stories,I would also like to write các bài viết for other people to read (just like I'm nghề viết văn one right now).But of course I would write it on a piece of paper.I would also like to write new sách for kids.
Again I really tình yêu to write and it's sort of special to me in my life.
My mother used to write things like stories hoặc poems and letters.My mom inspired me to write things now.
nghề viết văn is really fun to do and I tình yêu it alot!Sometimes I write things like my mom did.
Whenever I feel mad I usually write things in the Write email on the computer and write things that have been on my mind for a couple of days,then I erase them because I always feel better after I do that and I usually feel much calmer and I get it out of my system.
Since I really tình yêu nghề viết văn so much I was thinking that maybe I could become an tác giả when I grow up. :)
I wouldn't just write thi ca hoặc stories,I would also like to write các bài viết for other people to read (just like I'm nghề viết văn one right now).But of course I would write it on a piece of paper.I would also like to write new sách for kids.
Again I really tình yêu to write and it's sort of special to me in my life.
It's so hard to forget
So late at night,
The darkest memory
That leaves me in fright
The color of crimson,
Is scary yet releasing.
Adrenaline builds since then,
And paranoia's increasing
Evening falls,
Ravens call,
And I see
Darkness over me
Don't walk alone
Don't be lost
I'm chilled to the bone
And that's to a cost.
Blood so warm
Words so cold
Get it over with!
This is getting old.
Midnight falls,
Ravens call,
And I see
Darkness overwhelming me
It's so hazy after that,
That's all I can see,
The short, very vague
Dark memory.
So late at night,
The darkest memory
That leaves me in fright
The color of crimson,
Is scary yet releasing.
Adrenaline builds since then,
And paranoia's increasing
Evening falls,
Ravens call,
And I see
Darkness over me
Don't walk alone
Don't be lost
I'm chilled to the bone
And that's to a cost.
Blood so warm
Words so cold
Get it over with!
This is getting old.
Midnight falls,
Ravens call,
And I see
Darkness overwhelming me
It's so hazy after that,
That's all I can see,
The short, very vague
Dark memory.
The sun is up in the sky
i watch it in the big blue ksky
And i ask myslef,"why?"
i stare at the ceiling.
then i get a strange felling.
and this felling is still being.
and then i ask,"why?"
What do i see in those eyes?
what do i see in you?
even thought i still despise.
i always ask myslef,"why?"
ask me that question,"why?"
i say i dont know
they tell me dont lie
so then i speak th truth.
i know that in my heart
i will always tình yêu you
your eyes that shine like he sun
being with bạn is always fun
one ngày i will tell you,hun
that bạn are the only one
sorry,not all the words rhyme.im not the best at making poems,but i wanted to share it with bạn anyways
i watch it in the big blue ksky
And i ask myslef,"why?"
i stare at the ceiling.
then i get a strange felling.
and this felling is still being.
and then i ask,"why?"
What do i see in those eyes?
what do i see in you?
even thought i still despise.
i always ask myslef,"why?"
ask me that question,"why?"
i say i dont know
they tell me dont lie
so then i speak th truth.
i know that in my heart
i will always tình yêu you
your eyes that shine like he sun
being with bạn is always fun
one ngày i will tell you,hun
that bạn are the only one
sorry,not all the words rhyme.im not the best at making poems,but i wanted to share it with bạn anyways
My eyes traveled over to the waitress, and underneath the cuff of her uniform I saw a dagger-slash on her wrist, still throbbing with a small smidge of blood.
"It was an early March morning, so early that the sky still had streaks of orange and pink in it."
Is it possible to fall in tình yêu with someone you’ve never met
Your only knowledge stemming from information you’ve seen hoặc read
Before I knew of his existence I would have stated no
Yet the first time I saw him my tim, trái tim begged to never let go
It isn’t rational
hoặc logical
Though tình yêu rarely is
I can’t make my tim, trái tim stop wishing that I held his
And I know it's stupid and silly to believe
In some kind of fairy tale
The perfect prince for me
But every time I see that smile
I can’t help but feel
That one ngày we could share
A tình yêu that is real
Your only knowledge stemming from information you’ve seen hoặc read
Before I knew of his existence I would have stated no
Yet the first time I saw him my tim, trái tim begged to never let go
It isn’t rational
hoặc logical
Though tình yêu rarely is
I can’t make my tim, trái tim stop wishing that I held his
And I know it's stupid and silly to believe
In some kind of fairy tale
The perfect prince for me
But every time I see that smile
I can’t help but feel
That one ngày we could share
A tình yêu that is real
this is aqua
