Something has severely struck my curiosity
Did he know of his ill fate?
What were his last thoughts?
Did he even have any?
If so were they about his family?
If his life flashed before his very eyes,
Did he have any regrets about what he saw?
What were his last words?
So many các câu hỏi about this stranger dying before my very eyes ,
whom I know absolutely nothing about.
The touchiest of subjects and its stuck on my mind
Truthfully, the only people who know the answer
are forever gone.
When time comes for me to know the answer
What will I be thinking about?
Will I know of what is to come of me?
Who will I think about?
What will my last words be and who will they be to?
And when my very life flashes before my eyes,
Will I regret what I see?
It’s amazing how life is full of surprises,
One một phút you’re living life up
And the very tiếp theo your gone in an instant. POOF!
Once someone is gone they are gone forever.
bạn can never talk to them again no matter how badly
bạn want to. And to hear old recordings or, see pictures of
them is priceless. Whenever I think about death a million
các câu hỏi come to my mind. I do not fear my own death,
but I fear the death of my loved ones, because living life
without them would be unbearable. I find it hard to
put all of my thoughts down as I type,
for I only have các câu hỏi with no answers.
Today I witnessed a man die,
And for the first time I began to think about what people
Are thinking as they’re dying. Since it is impossible to
know the answer I guess I’ll never know.
I’ve decided life is too short,
Nobody ever makes it out alive so why not live
Without any regrets why we have the chance,
So when our time comes we can look back with fulfillment.
If there is no escaping death and we do not know
What happens to us after death why worry about
Judgment after it? NO ONE is sure of what happens to us
after death so why do people worry about things like
Getting accepting into this place we call heaven
And so very afraid of hell. We are living in hell, as for
heaven I doubt its existence,
Not that I'm trying to force my opinion on anyone at all
But we all have a right to think what we please.
Life is a labyrinth and death is its outcome.
It’s that simple, we are like lab mice trying to find our way
through the maze, only instead of cheese we get death,
How lovely.
Did he know of his ill fate?
What were his last thoughts?
Did he even have any?
If so were they about his family?
If his life flashed before his very eyes,
Did he have any regrets about what he saw?
What were his last words?
So many các câu hỏi about this stranger dying before my very eyes ,
whom I know absolutely nothing about.
The touchiest of subjects and its stuck on my mind
Truthfully, the only people who know the answer
are forever gone.
When time comes for me to know the answer
What will I be thinking about?
Will I know of what is to come of me?
Who will I think about?
What will my last words be and who will they be to?
And when my very life flashes before my eyes,
Will I regret what I see?
It’s amazing how life is full of surprises,
One một phút you’re living life up
And the very tiếp theo your gone in an instant. POOF!
Once someone is gone they are gone forever.
bạn can never talk to them again no matter how badly
bạn want to. And to hear old recordings or, see pictures of
them is priceless. Whenever I think about death a million
các câu hỏi come to my mind. I do not fear my own death,
but I fear the death of my loved ones, because living life
without them would be unbearable. I find it hard to
put all of my thoughts down as I type,
for I only have các câu hỏi with no answers.
Today I witnessed a man die,
And for the first time I began to think about what people
Are thinking as they’re dying. Since it is impossible to
know the answer I guess I’ll never know.
I’ve decided life is too short,
Nobody ever makes it out alive so why not live
Without any regrets why we have the chance,
So when our time comes we can look back with fulfillment.
If there is no escaping death and we do not know
What happens to us after death why worry about
Judgment after it? NO ONE is sure of what happens to us
after death so why do people worry about things like
Getting accepting into this place we call heaven
And so very afraid of hell. We are living in hell, as for
heaven I doubt its existence,
Not that I'm trying to force my opinion on anyone at all
But we all have a right to think what we please.
Life is a labyrinth and death is its outcome.
It’s that simple, we are like lab mice trying to find our way
through the maze, only instead of cheese we get death,
How lovely.
Sky turns black. Memory fades. through all of this tragedy fate has taken my memories from me. No other thoughts. tim, trái tim pounding. Blood racing. No thêm time for thinking. Think quick and on my feet hoặc death will surely get its grasp on me. As my enemy approaches i draw my sword. Once the tip of the blade is out of the sheath i hear it hit the ground as i feel a warm liquid pouring out of my open chest as blood gushes out of the wound. As i struggle to take my last breath i wake up screaming relieved that it was just a DREAM.
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I'm looking at the black ceiling, in this empty room I sit.
I'm leaning my back on cold tường where light of the sun can't reach me.
I don't have any peace, same pictures are repeating in my head.
The grey clouds rise above and I'm goin out for the rain.
Let the cold drops from the skies give me peace and break my sadness.
But even hard rain can't clear thoughts of you.
And feels like I'm falling in deep abyss, dark water swallowing me as I close my eyes and turn my head up to sky.
It's eating my mind, taking away my dreams.
Oh please pull me out, stay with me.
Today I'm not goin out, I'll reamin in the dark waiting for you.
I'll defy to all my desires cause I can't ask anymore from you.
I'll be hát only for bạn my angel.
Oh please pull me out, stay with me.
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I'm looking at the black ceiling, in this empty room I sit.
I'm leaning my back on cold tường where light of the sun can't reach me.
I don't have any peace, same pictures are repeating in my head.
The grey clouds rise above and I'm goin out for the rain.
Let the cold drops from the skies give me peace and break my sadness.
But even hard rain can't clear thoughts of you.
And feels like I'm falling in deep abyss, dark water swallowing me as I close my eyes and turn my head up to sky.
It's eating my mind, taking away my dreams.
Oh please pull me out, stay with me.
Today I'm not goin out, I'll reamin in the dark waiting for you.
I'll defy to all my desires cause I can't ask anymore from you.
I'll be hát only for bạn my angel.
Oh please pull me out, stay with me.
I have this image in my head of a girl who spent the first 17 years of her life being loved. Loved bởi her parents, her brother and sister, and everyone in school. She doesn't know the meaning of hate. Then this mysterious guy come to her school. He doesn't say much and the only person he notices is her. But he is different then the other guys at her school he is too sexy to be real. They fall madly in tình yêu but what she doesn't know is that he has been alive for the last 268 years. He is no vampire but something that can scare the helll out of you. And he has a immortal enemy, and that enemy is the boy who is filled with so much hate all the immortals call him...The deffinition of hate(his real name being Marcus) And the girl so finds out that Marcus will stop at nothing to take her away from him and hiển thị her what it's like to be hated
“You can’t!” I screeched, griping the thick cỏ beneath my paws.
“The whole forest will belong to the Pack of Shadows!” the dark chó sói, sói exclaimed enthusiastically, his lông, lông thú flickering like shadows, “No chó sói, sói will stop us!”
I have to do something! I couldn’t let it end like this! Not with the alpha in this state! Not with the pack chẻ, phân chia, split in four!
“Out of my way pup!” he tossed me aside like a tiny mouse.
“No!” I leaped at him, biting and clawing with all my strength.
“This is pointless! bạn cannot defeat me she-wolf!” I felt him bite me and fling me away again. I was too tired to di chuyển now, after traveling this far without resting, I can no longer breathe enough to live.
I’m over; this is the end of the Pack of Ice! I lay winded and defeated, awaiting death’s arrival patiently.
~Let bạn Go~
1: On and on ~ the days go by
Without a sight of bạn hoặc my sanity
I'm Mất tích not found ~ I wanted to hiển thị bạn , I wanted to tell you...
Chorus: If I say I'm sorry will bạn believe me?
If I tình yêu bạn again will bạn never leave me?
I made a mistake when I đã đưa ý kiến no
I never should have let bạn go...
2: I ring your phone but no one answers, I'm alone
Days are spent đọc your old letters, but with a groan,
I'd put them away, In the draw they'd lay until tomorrow...
Tomorrow...
Chorus-
3: This moping, not coping is killing me
My soul is not at rest when I long for it to be
I wish you'd come back hoặc my fears may come true
When I left you, I still loved bạn and I think bạn knew
Chorus-
Darlin' don't forget me
I'm locked and you're the only key...
1: On and on ~ the days go by
Without a sight of bạn hoặc my sanity
I'm Mất tích not found ~ I wanted to hiển thị bạn , I wanted to tell you...
Chorus: If I say I'm sorry will bạn believe me?
If I tình yêu bạn again will bạn never leave me?
I made a mistake when I đã đưa ý kiến no
I never should have let bạn go...
2: I ring your phone but no one answers, I'm alone
Days are spent đọc your old letters, but with a groan,
I'd put them away, In the draw they'd lay until tomorrow...
Tomorrow...
Chorus-
3: This moping, not coping is killing me
My soul is not at rest when I long for it to be
I wish you'd come back hoặc my fears may come true
When I left you, I still loved bạn and I think bạn knew
Chorus-
Darlin' don't forget me
I'm locked and you're the only key...
Another poem bởi me. This one came out kinda lame,but I'll let the rating be the judge (assuming there will be any).
That Girl
Have bạn seen that girl,
That goes around here and there?
Nobody knows where she’s going,
Is she even going somewhere?
Pretty face, pretty hair,
Nobody knows her name,
She seems sad, what a coincidence,
I’ve been feeling the same.
She seems lost,
Doesn’t even know where she’s from,
I’m a nice guy so I invite her,
To stay in my home.
She seats in the couch,
My, is she pretty?
I wonder what I can say,
To comfort that girl , so dreamy.
Sarah,
She tells me it’s her name,
She feels sad,
Funny,
Because I’ve been feeling the same
That Girl
Have bạn seen that girl,
That goes around here and there?
Nobody knows where she’s going,
Is she even going somewhere?
Pretty face, pretty hair,
Nobody knows her name,
She seems sad, what a coincidence,
I’ve been feeling the same.
She seems lost,
Doesn’t even know where she’s from,
I’m a nice guy so I invite her,
To stay in my home.
She seats in the couch,
My, is she pretty?
I wonder what I can say,
To comfort that girl , so dreamy.
Sarah,
She tells me it’s her name,
She feels sad,
Funny,
Because I’ve been feeling the same
