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Graveyard Symphony (On-Going)

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Wearing my favorite black suit with my masquerade as I go and kill some teenage girls.

Black as the dark sky right now.

I strum my guitar as I produced that sound.

A sound of death calling for me again.

A scary yet tragic melodies is produced right now.

Calling for me to kill another of my suspects.

A suspects that had been connected somewhat in my past.

Connected but now its already broken.

Broken because i prefer to choose what I am right now.

When they heard the sound that has been produced by my guitar they cry.

Cry like theres no tomorrow.

Hoping that tomorrow that they would still be alive but not.

I've been making this calculations perfectly for almost a year.

Every single drop of this little liquid is dangerous.

Dangerous because it can cause a big problem, virus, and death to all human beings.

And once I hacked some personal informations about you.

Theres no turning back.All Rights Reserved

anxiety brutal chemicalengineering codes crime death depression graveyard guitar horror mentaldisorder mystery paranormal psychology serialkiller symphony teengirls thriller trauma

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THIS IS ME by KIKAY_119

THIS IS ME You wake up in the morning to look in the mirror, To say "This is me". To Compare yourself to what you think you should be. "I'm fat.", "I'm ugly.", "How can this be?", "Why did God do this to me?", You put on some make-up or some acne-cream, To cover the blemishes that others can see. But it doesn't mater what others see, Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, And the beholder is me. So stop annotating, And start complimenting, Not on what should be, But on what is! You were created in God's image, Oh. How. Powerful. To see who you really are, Oh. How. Magical. In that mirror is not, "I'm fat.", "I'm ugly.", But a scientific creation from stardust, Something that's way beyond us. And what's inside is something so unique, So special, Because no one else has it, It's. Like. Magic. It's you! You are the most amazing thing to walk on this Earth. With the ability to wake up and show your worth. So why wake up and talk negative? When you could wake up and smile. Why not be happy for a while? Why try to please everyone else, When all you have to do is be yourself? People say "What matters is on the inside.", And you say "But look at my outside.". And I say there is no good side, You as a whole is the creation, There is no separation. Each person with 46 chromosomes working in perfect symphony, Destroying themselves with negativity. Just Stop! You are beautiful because you are rare, Because no one else can compare. Your face, Your nose, Your eyes, With your sense of humor to comprise, Someone no one else can match. Try to make it in a lab... Try throw it down the hatch. You compare yourself to everyone else, When you are one of a kind. Why can't you get that in your mind? Diamonds aren't perfect so why should you be? Beauty is not symmetry. Look in the mirror and what do you see? The beauty that you are... This is me...

His Lost Queen [EDITING] by Lady_Rhoe

She love me but I took her for granted. She devoted her whole life to me and to our son, but what did I do? I pushed her away, I pushed them away and worst is I denied my son. She treated me as his king but I treated her the other way around. I treated her miserably --like a shit. Now I'm suffering the consequences of my actions. I regret the times I choose to hurt her and my son. So now, I will correct everything. I am determined to build the family I once broke. I will do everything just to get my family back. I am willing to sacrifice just to get my son back, to get my wife back. I will do everything just to find my lost queen. *********************** WARNING: This part of the story contains bad and offensive words. Please don't use this words on your everyday conversation. It's not good to hear. Please beware of the words. ****I USED THE WORDS FOR THE SAKE OF THE STORY NOT FOR YOU TO IMITATE. Special Thanks to Psychocolates for my fabulous cover.

Finding Light In The Darkness by sarsayawithmagic

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Where the Poetry Go? Beauty Of Universe Create New Beginnings by MxGchef

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Cecindei: Zeita Frumusetii by Sohara28

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THIS IS ME

THIS IS ME You wake up in the morning to look in the mirror, To say "This is me". To Compare yourself to what you think you should be. "I'm fat.", "I'm ugly.", "How can this be?", "Why did God do this to me?", You put on some make-up or some acne-cream, To cover the blemishes that others can see. But it doesn't mater what others see, Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, And the beholder is me. So stop annotating, And start complimenting, Not on what should be, But on what is! You were created in God's image, Oh. How. Powerful. To see who you really are, Oh. How. Magical. In that mirror is not, "I'm fat.", "I'm ugly.", But a scientific creation from stardust, Something that's way beyond us. And what's inside is something so unique, So special, Because no one else has it, It's. Like. Magic. It's you! You are the most amazing thing to walk on this Earth. With the ability to wake up and show your worth. So why wake up and talk negative? When you could wake up and smile. Why not be happy for a while? Why try to please everyone else, When all you have to do is be yourself? People say "What matters is on the inside.", And you say "But look at my outside.". And I say there is no good side, You as a whole is the creation, There is no separation. Each person with 46 chromosomes working in perfect symphony, Destroying themselves with negativity. Just Stop! You are beautiful because you are rare, Because no one else can compare. Your face, Your nose, Your eyes, With your sense of humor to comprise, Someone no one else can match. Try to make it in a lab... Try throw it down the hatch. You compare yourself to everyone else, When you are one of a kind. Why can't you get that in your mind? Diamonds aren't perfect so why should you be? Beauty is not symmetry. Look in the mirror and what do you see? The beauty that you are... This is me...