Well, I got some new ideas, and will hopefully start writing again soon.
I know, I know, I've said that before... but I mean it this time...! I hope... :sob: BURN IN **** WRITERS BLOCK!


the morrow daysMany a day I have seen But none quite like this have been.the morrow days
I started in my room, Then like a spoon, Turned upside down, In the image of my clown.
But here, let me explain, This story should not be in vain.
Lying in my bed, Feeling like Im dead, Opened up a door Right in my floor.
How could I suspect, This would be correct?
I, in all of my glorious bliss, Had to go through this, For I was in such a state, I thought there was surely a mistake.
Seizing my chance I knew, I must push myse


true courageWith sword in my hand And ridding on steed The battle is onward There is need for speedtrue courage
The days, they go onward The nights, they be long As knights we go forward! Yelled one as in song
And over the noise And voice over mettle There cries the lone soldier We have got the better!
With shouts and the laughter The foe must fall back And then theres the voice Keep up the attack! The battle is over The crows now descend The army approaches We must now def


a boy's fantasyThe years in my head Are seconds in lifea boy's fantasy
While millions lie dead Math problems unite
The sword in my hand Is a pencil again
The shield with a band Is a book or a pen
The dragon I ride Is only my bed
And its tough scaly hide Is all in my head


my lineDay to night, light to dark It's all right? what a lark!my line
whisper in my ear, tell me what i want to hear. tell me what to fear, pull me up so near.
I deny, I refuse, to accept this ruse.
this strong will is mine, and this is the sum, pay the due fine, or live in a slum.
voice, that is my line. go backwards to pay my fine!
Crazy Sakura

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Blood... It is on my hands. I dont remember how it got there, But maybe... It has something to do with, The dead man, next to me...
Pain I cry because they tease me. I bleed because they hit me. I go to the edge because they hate me. I jump because, I cant take it, Anymore...
Raven A raven sits in my window, it sits there all day, it sits there waiting, waiting for the night.
My Everything You are my sun, my moon, And everyth
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The pessimist complains about the wind; The optimist expects it to change; The realist adjusts the sails." William Arthur Ward
However, i am mostly here to view other artists work.
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