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posted by southern-belle
There once was a place where all was good

No poverty strife atau fighting for food

A place call Utopia that lie on an isle

There once no war there, at least for a while

Then one hari the land we loved so dear and true

Was overthrown sejak armies, first one then two

One from each country the armies did come

They admired Utopia, wanted to be shown how it was done

The Utopians showed them, as was their peaceful way

What they did on this isle from hari to day

After much time spent the armymen found

It was much better here lebih safe, lebih sound

And so to Utopia there was to be flown

All the women and children, brought there from their homes

And so it began this most horrid thing

For with them everything, they did bring

Sickness and wars, crime in the night

Fires and floods and oh did they fight

The distruction of Utopia is the end of this tale

It bears with it a lesson i hope anda learn well

Look but don't touch for then anda will spoil

All good things with greed and fighting for oil.
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It then accord to her that no matter what she did. No matter how hard she tried to get him back. His blood was still going to be on her hands. There was no way of getting back something that had Lost some much life. It hurt to look out that window and see that car. That car that carried him.

It seemed all but a dream. A dream she couldn’t get out of. But then again it wasn’t. It was never going to be a dream. She would never wake from this nightmare she had created.

Their Cinta had wilted then died. She could have tried to save it. But it was no use. He had found someone else to love, and...
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This was inspired sejak Yugiohfanatic1 (M), sejak her characters and the situations they sometimes get into. So Enjoy.





She let her anger out on a pillow, punching it harder and harder as new sets of tears poured from her eyes, like a river after a nights storm. The tears ran down her face and onto the bantal of which she punched.

"WHY? WHY? WHY?" She scream to the walls around her, as if for some reason they may just answer her.

She stopped all movements, she fist lay on the pillow, and her face turned to a framed picture on the katil side table. In the picture sat two people on a bench in some park....
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Warning: Contains strong language.


She was a photographer. Always making things immortal with her camera. She'd never alter them on computers; Never used black and white atau sepia. The picture would always be protrayed as it was...the only difference being that the image would stay there forever, encased in her little world. Her camera.

I respected that.

She lived in the apartment room just above mine, I would always have the tv on real loud, getting a lot of complaints from the other tenants but I didn't care. To hell with them. The tv blocks out every other noise that bleeds through the walls,...
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