I Never Wanted To Forget You You Were All That I had You Made Me Happy For That I Was Glad You Mean So Much More To Me Than You Possibly Think But I Guess I'm Not Up To Your Standard Rate You Said That You Loved Me Was That All A Lie? Cause All I hear In Your voice Are The Words.. "Goodbye" [Written a while back, not sure on the reason to why I wrote it..just thought I'd put it up..cause I'm bored and I have nothing else better to do with my life, ^^ Anywho..there ya go]
A flower so pretty That all had desiped The girl with the flower Wanted to fly She cried all night And cried all day Beacuse she could never fly one day She took her flower she talked to for years She cried to the flower, her only true friend The flower smiled and started to bend It's petals fell, then it started to crawl She screamed and jumped up to her feet, she never knew a flower so neat! The flower regrew the petals on the spot She stared and stared, then saw it grew pot!! The flower laughed a cackle cackle The flower waved it's little leaves and soon, began growing, CRACK TREES The girl was shocked and sat on a rock With eyes has big as saucers The flower, lit the tree on fire, and the going higher and higher! The girl fell back and hit her head, the tree being weed, She died instead.. (XD Just randomly written, whatever popped into my head. =D)
Hey it's DeathWaltz Roxas. I'm putting this poem on here that my girlfriend wrote, since she's to shy to do it herself. And of course, I'm putting it on here under her name, so she can get the rep for it. Hope you enjoy it. -Love ya, babe~ I stare up at a bright full moon My face stained with tears I look down at my hands, which feel strangly warm My hands are covered in red syrup..sticky and warm I shut my eyes tight trying to make it all like a bad dream I open my eyes, I look around..scared. I see people....dead... Who could have done such an awful, hurtful thing? I look down, the syrup dripping off my hands, I realize that it's blood My question answered.. I begin to cry once more, My heart hurting I fall to my knees Scared of myself and what I've done I don't want to kill, what came over me? How could I? I searched my mind for something so much as a small sign, My heart skips a beat, I feel my fangs pushing through, I feel the thirst for blood, which means I know what I've become, The blood around me...vile..digusting Old blood...dead blood... I need..fresh blood..new, sweeter blood. My eyes skip across the dead bodies I see a young girl, about my age She's not afraid..she's standing there, a grin plastered on her face.. She's grinning..at me.. Then suddenly..she..disappeares... By ~Amanda Lynne Olson~ {September 23 2008 at 6:49pm}