Act 80
ScrewedSmell: My backpack:
something about the mixing smells of vinyl and cotton with school supplies mixed in just screams smell me!!!!
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JudgementWho am I, What makes me the judge of this? I am nowhere near the scales of my birth.Judgement
What was said, who decided all of this? How did they make a decision of such worth?
The stars under which I was born, And all that I’ve said and done, What escapes me from scorn?
What makes me the one?
Then I think again, and I believe. I think, maybe it will be true. Ready to reward and reprieve, I am, but what about you?
My mind is set, and I am calm, Silent is my prior qualm.
by ~draconicoutcast
Tommorow Never ComesHours shaved off the day,Tommorow Never Comes
As the moon watches over daylight hours. I sit upon the dreary stoop,
And wish away my fears. Nothing waits for anyone, Yet still we move along, Terrifying down slopes, As we fall, forever.
Time passes slowly,
And we panic evermore, The time we once spent merrily,
Will forcefully push by, Watching the times collapse. And as time is shaved off our already short lives,
We sit by, in ignorance,
Alone in our thoughts.
I fear all, yet nothing at all, And while I am not alone,
I see where we are,
by ~draconicoutcast
Summer In the TombSummer in the TombSummer In the Tomb
Dawn came much too early for Kyro. He sat with his back to the window, and contemplated on his life. Who was he? Why was he here? He normally wasn’t the philosophical type, but everything seemed wrong to him. He had so much power, but couldn’t use it properly. What point was there for him to even exist if he couldn’t do anything with himself? In Worelfa, his success was a fluke, and nothing more. He couldn’t do that again if he tried. His friends were better off without him; all he did was attract trouble and misfortune. He couldn’t stand to face them again. He had to
by ~draconicoutcast
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