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As Night EmergesThe Sun slowly descends into the sky. The room's once bright and loud atmosphere turns glum and is silenced. The walls' colour darkens and is painted black. I stepped out side, ready to farewell the disappearing day. The use-to-be separate clouds that were as white and fluffy as sea foam are noe grey and colliding against each other and camouflaging amongst themselves. The clouds are angry, sad even. The sounds are outburst of frustration, the thunder amplified. The clouds begin crying, its tears staining the concrete, its sobs so powerful that branches of trees are forced to wildly attack each other. The clouds were miserable for they had maAs Night Emerges
by ~taan-manunulat97
Nobody CaresNobody cares, Rapists don't care that they're stealing somebody's virginity. Murderers don't care that people are dead because of them. Arsonists don't care that buildings and nature are now crisps due to them. Smokers don't care that innocents health is at risk along with theirs due to their own stupidity. Litterers don't care that they're polluting the Earth.Nobody Cares
Bullies don't care that they're complete hypocrites, doing to others what was done to them. Graffiti artists and vandals don't care that they're ruining someone else's property. Thieves don't care that they're taking possessions that do
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FamineI could feel myself getting slacker and slacker by the minute. The most simplest things like walking required all of my focus. I could barely stand for more than 30 seconds and every time I did stand a wave of vertigo was always there waiting. Everything was sore. My arms, my legs, my back. Everything. There was no energy in me. I could see the scrumptious food on television and the food that awaited us on the table. I could smell the sweets of those in my cousins' mouth. I could hear those same lollies being opened producing a scrunching sound. I could use all my senses with the food except taste. I could feel my stomach protesting. It wanteFamine
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RainbowAn arc of colours filled with wonder and awe. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, purple. Beauty beyond amazement, yet so natural, so breathtaking, so phenomenal, so magnificent. It's the sun on a rainy day, the light in the dark, the happiness in all of the gloom, the colour in all of the gray. A rainbow is God's promise.Rainbow
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My FuneralThere's one thing I don't want ever. It's to see my own funeral. Don't let people cry about me. Don't let them feel sad for me. Don't let them hurt because of me. Don't make them suffer because I'm not there. Let them be happy... let them be happy. Let me disappear from their minds. I've only gone on a trip. I'll be gone for quite a while. It's just a little race, And I beat you all there.My Funeral
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True LoveTrue Love is not something that can be defined in a sentence. It is as strapping as much as it is unconditional, comforting as it is reassuring, powerful as it is everlasting, and anything but superficial. It is simply wonderful. Supposedly, the best things in life are free; if only that were true. True Love takes sacrifice, persistence, and patience… caring and endurance… most of all, acceptance. To want the best for someone, to be there when you are needed, and to give anything towards what you believe in takes all. It is not true when it is not genuine. I say this to all women and men. To truly love is to give your heart, your spTrue Love
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2 for a pressie for our friendaversry an awesome real carbord bookmark cause i need one
3 i wont doggy ear wuthering heights, its your friendavrsry present ofcourse
4 take a couple pictures of the christening tmoz okay
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I like marshmellowz, yesh marshmellowz
Never give up on someone you cant go a day without thinking about, but what if they gave up on you? . . . you cant just wait around forever!
Hitler hash cookies!
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I like marshmellowz, yesh marshmellowz
Never give up on someone you cant go a day without thinking about, but what if they gave up on you? . . . you cant just wait around forever!
Hitler hash cookies!
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I like marshmellowz, yesh marshmellowz
Never give up on someone you cant go a day without thinking about, but what if they gave up on you? . . . you cant just wait around forever!
Hitler hash cookies!
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Within my shadow,
lies the truth for only those certain people to know.
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(Screaming!! in Silence)
~Iluvocnj2006
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