In the my bedroomIn the my bedroomI left. I don't know where I am.Do you know where I am?Do you know where you are?Are you lost? Did you find you?I found you. You're there at yourcomputer. But I'm not here. So thenI guess I'm over there some where.In my bedroomI found a mindAnother mindThere are too many minds.I have fallen to pieces
GhostsAbsinthe was not the most popular girl in town, so it came as a big surprise when Ahriman asked her on a date. Besides being cute, Ahriman was a staple on the Huntington High football team.Absinthe couldn't understand why he would want to spend a Friday night with her, especially when the school was teeming with girls who would have given their right head for a chance with Ahriman. A bit hesitant, Absinthe accepted and Ahriman said he would pick her up at 8pm that Friday.Absinthe was full of nerves on Friday night. Ahriman arrived promptly at 8pm and after meeting Absinthe's parents, they both said goodbye and headed to his car."So, where are we headed?" Absinthe asked Ahriman."We're meeting up with Ague and Brent at Pennhurst Academy."Pennhurst Academy...Absinthe had never been there, but everyone KNEW of Pennhurst Academy. It was an abandoned children's hospital and many people believed it was haunted. During the 1930s, a wave of tuberculosis had killed hundreds of children. Whe
Run Ian RunYou don't have to be faster than the bear,you just have to be faster than the slowestguy running from the bear.Ian was walking down the road.ARGHHHH!!!!!!!!!A crazed bear shot him.Run Ian Run!"Kylie!" cried Ian.He jumped off a bridge.And landed on a quadruple decker bus.It fell over.Gordon Brown cried.Peter Pettigrew.Peter Parker.Peter Pevensey.Peter Petrelli.
Bless you_My sweetheartI know not how to thank you enough, my sweetheartWhen I am walking over to youI just want to hold sandBut you gave me a desertI know not how to thank you enough, my sweetheartWhen I am walking over to youI just want to pick a bookBut you gave me whole booksI know not how to thank you enough, my sweetheartWhen I am walking over to youI just want to find a simple feelingBut you gave me whole feeling
consumedwhat have you done?a shadow of pain as emotions shudder.once we tasted paradise,wide-eyed and innocent,but your heart soured.a sickening throng of memory -tears follow rain, follow rain,love burnt to ashes.in a torrent of hate,i hate you.
stolen_emotionwhat have you taken away?a smothering indistinctness of pain as perceptions disappear.once we were together in innocence,untainted and glad-hearted,but your heart vanished.a horrific vision of darkness -tears follow love, follow darkness,love taken away.in a torrent of bitterness,i still love you.