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Where I was stood it felt like flying. I could feel the soft breeze caressing my face and lifting tendrils of my long black hair. I smiled slightly as the wind reminded me of my mother. She was always with me, just like she berkata she would be.
I opened my eyes slowly to look at the beautiful world around me. Standing on a piece of jutting out rock seterusnya to the waterfall, I could hear the water rushing and cascading downwards. I could see all the trees laid out beneath me, lush and zamrud, emerald green, only separated sejak the wide, glistening blue river that carried on the waterfall I was seterusnya to.
I...

Defined words;
Words that play roles in the exact Deadly forms that declare one as a person.
Tears written sejak the hand of an invisible Teenage nothing.
Whose words represent the world’s untold secrets,
who is nothing may write all that is something.
Yet there plays a frown of despair and loneliness,
Eyes falling through her transparent perspective, creativity a blob ignored sejak most.
There is a hollow Empty,
Yearning for something,
Misunderstood and malicious morbidity that attacks her soul in a war of mankind;
The end to everything and yet the beginning of something totally new.
Who mimics her...

That hari at school, I was afraid for possibly my life. If Blake let anything slip... I was dead. I was afraid to mention anything though. What if he decided he would tell someone? In English class, he talked to me like normal, but he seemed reserved. He wasn't his usual happy-self. Then Mateo came over.

"Hey man, why'd anda leave last night? It was awesome!" he said. Blake looked back at me; a reminder. Apparently Mateo paid little to no attention to me last night.

"Something came up," Blake berkata exasperated. Mateo rolled his eyes.

"Whatever. Are we still hanging out tonight? Gwen wants to go see...

Fear is emotion,
When anda fear,
You intend to let yourself cry,
Sometimes anda don’t even bother to try,
You can’t seem to keep yourself serene,

You want to cry your hati, tengah-tengah out,
You intend to shout,
Yet anda can’t always seem to do so,
There seems to be nowhere left to hide,
You desperately want someone sejak your side,

You don’t want let people know your fears,
So anda let them go in tears,
When you’re afraid,
You don’t want to be left alone,
You want someone there,
Someone to be there for you,
You want to be kept calm,

Sometimes we’re afraid to even fear,
You begin to hate being alone,...