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I am that dreadful,blighting thing
  Like rat holes to the flood  
  Like rust that gnaws the faultless       blade,
  Like microbes to the blood.
  I know no mercy and no truth,
  The young I blight,the old I slay.
  Regret stalks darkly in my wake,
  And ignominy dogs in my way.
  With facile talk of easier way;
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  Young manhood,from its honor's sway.
  Again,in awesome guise I rush,
   Stupendous,through the ranks of war, 
   Turning to water,with my gaze,
   Hearts that,before,no foe could awe. 
 The maiden who strayed from right. 
 To me must pay the mead of shame. 
  The patroit who betrays his trust,
  To me must he owe his tarnished name.
  I spare no class,nor cult,nor creed
My course is endless through year.
I bow all heads and break all hearts, all owe me homeage-
I AM FEAR.

     - George S. PattonTous Droits Réservés

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CRINGE WARNING! First book I ever wrote on here!! -- "Sometimes the person who you are willing to take a bullet for is the person behind the gun." I stood peering over the cold lifeless body that lay before my eyes. I had always thought of death the enemy, but right now, I blessed it upon the person who is now at peace. Sometimes you don't need to be the smartest, or the fastest, but you do need to be wisest. They say the blood runs deeper than water, and I believe it, because even though the people that we love can turn on us and begin to hate us, they are only human, meaning that soon they will begin to see how short life really is and how it is not to be wasted. People who seem perfect and they look like they have no floors'; they are the people who are suffering, like I was. But I found my savior in the most uncommon place. He was able to look through my mask, he saw the cracks, and tried to fix the broken girl that hid away deep inside the girl who only wanted to be seen as 'fine'. I slowly began to find comfort and safety in him, and I did the same to him. We were two broken people becoming whole. Someone once said when you pass, if you can count your true friends on one hand you are beyond lucky, and I even though I did not like the person that lay before me, I know that he once had true friends, including me. I'm a 17 year old girl who has suffered more than any other, beginning to believe that 'Hope' was just another word the people throw around. Until I fell in love with a badboy. Trailer to the side -------------------> Made By @Laura__1 Cover made by @Beautiful_Tragedy8 Copyright 2014

Static, écrit par hattielynn

{COMPLETED} "now that you've had your fun electrocuting me, would you care to hop in the backseat?" ---------------------------------------------------------- Freak DNA. That's what I like to call it. The fault to my genetic code. More often than not, it's a curse. The static running through my blood gave me a name. A cruel, daunting label of a measly bug. A roach. That's what I am to them, to the government. Roach; the nameless monster with electricity for a sense and lightening as a second nature. It ruined my life, the sparking currents playing tag in my mind, running around and bumping into everything, shaking me loose. The government, actually. They ruined my life. My curse just gave them a reason. You see, the normal population with ordinary DNA, they don't know about the people like me. The roaches of the world. We don't get that kind of recognition at the camps. There, we are only one thing in the military's eyes. We are weapons and we will act like it. Everyone else out there, bathing in the goodness they don't know they've got, they don't know about the roaches their stepping on. As long as their getting closer to the sky, they don't care what they stand on to reach it. They don't know about the sparkling dreamer that's killed 7 people before her 17th birthday. They don't about the ghost of a girl peaking around corners for her entire life because even home wasn't safe. They don't know about the fighter of steel and iron sucking on his bloody lip courtesy of the wars he battles in as nothing but a shadow. They don't know about the masked villain who would do anything to see the army they lead claim the throne They don't know about us. But they will, because we will rise. And when we arrive, we will arrive violently. ___________________________________________ Started: 10.06.15 Finished: 3.17.16

"Goodbye Curly Head", écrit par NUmaker

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BROKEN HOPE (Lucas & Emilia Book 2), écrit par ArianaClarkAuthor

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This Is War, écrit par PaperBagBoi_

"A warning to the people The Good and The Evil This is WAR To the Soldier The Civilian The Martyr The Victim It's the moment of Truth and Lies The moment to Live and Die The moment to FIGHT?" The things you said to me, that this will keep me safe if I just listened. They were all just lies from the start. All of them. Do you know how it feels like to be stabbed in the back. Of course you don't. Why bother asking? Being stabbed repeatedly and then being asked if you're okay? Blood running down your back, then being stabbed again after being asked that question? That's all you can do I trusted you, I protected you, I almost gave up my life for you! This is all you can do, Just use me like you always do. NOT ANYMORE I've learned a few new TRICKS Are you proud of me? I hope you are. You're the reason why I blocked out all emotions from the world. The reason you think I'm still happy when I'm not. The reason why I'm here. You don't remember him don't you? He's still apart of me, but not you. You MADE me like! That's was so much fun. Making sure I was always ripped apart while you're stood in one piece. The promises you've broken, The judgement no one bothered to tell you, The so called friends you have. It's all over now.I've covered for you long enough, all those years ago when I was still sane. I'll pretend to be happy for you, I'll pretend to be your good old pal. Oh I will. I'll just show you all those pretty little white lies that you LOVE so much. I'll sprinkle them on top of you, I'll show you how much pain you've caused me. I'll bring them all back! Of course I'll be in your shadows, I'm always in there. Being mistreated and abused for you, of course! I'll make sure to add in some cuts and bruises for ya. I'll be your fucking shadow alright, I'll be it and make sure you fly close to the sun. You're afriad of the dark. You shouldn't be sweetie. You shouldn't be afraid of the dark, You should be afriad what's in it.

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The Bad Girl Wears Pink ☑️, écrit par LeRoyaleJae

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I Fell in Love with a Bad Boy

CRINGE WARNING! First book I ever wrote on here!! -- "Sometimes the person who you are willing to take a bullet for is the person behind the gun." I stood peering over the cold lifeless body that lay before my eyes. I had always thought of death the enemy, but right now, I blessed it upon the person who is now at peace. Sometimes you don't need to be the smartest, or the fastest, but you do need to be wisest. They say the blood runs deeper than water, and I believe it, because even though the people that we love can turn on us and begin to hate us, they are only human, meaning that soon they will begin to see how short life really is and how it is not to be wasted. People who seem perfect and they look like they have no floors'; they are the people who are suffering, like I was. But I found my savior in the most uncommon place. He was able to look through my mask, he saw the cracks, and tried to fix the broken girl that hid away deep inside the girl who only wanted to be seen as 'fine'. I slowly began to find comfort and safety in him, and I did the same to him. We were two broken people becoming whole. Someone once said when you pass, if you can count your true friends on one hand you are beyond lucky, and I even though I did not like the person that lay before me, I know that he once had true friends, including me. I'm a 17 year old girl who has suffered more than any other, beginning to believe that 'Hope' was just another word the people throw around. Until I fell in love with a badboy. Trailer to the side -------------------> Made By @Laura__1 Cover made by @Beautiful_Tragedy8 Copyright 2014