The Hunger Of A Friend To Help I smoke and inhale your painHere through this penI suffer no harmSmiling always and here to help you winMy hunger for pain makes me not twisted,Or does it so, I wonder?Without thought, I inhale the pain I can devour from themThese people I call friends in my lifeSuch smiles, they bring meAnd so, the exchange between us be an even one.So blissfully unaware that I do this, they areI wonder it at times if they know not of my effortsFeeling only result.Such a thing causes chuckles in my soul.In this land barren of laughs,Their smiles are my sweet escape from despair.I smile beyond deathFor if I die,I die having
The Endoz Theory A deity of mine that I have come up with or rather, come to realize is called Endoz. He is an entity based on an AllFather concept I've created. He oversees all existence that which is, has been, will be, and ever was. He lives within his own plane/dimension called the Nexus. He is a part of everything. He has created all that exists, even beyond our own eyes. So, he is the overseeing watcher. When people supposedly "die", their physical bodies will rot because of the lack of life force of a soul to sustain the body as a will to keep alive. Whilst the physical bodies right, the souls ascend back into the entity of Endoz from whence the
My Definition Of A First Time Physical is something that could pass or easily be snipped at any time. "Losing it" is not something so simple as "Insert penis in vagina for first time". Not for me, it isn't. I prefer a room that is one's own. Not some motel or hotel. Something so impersonal of a being. A place of their own comfort. A place that reflect themselves. One's own space. It is there that they feel comfortable. It is there that they should be when something like such a thing happens. Like a body is one's own space, so is their abode. I dislike doing such in either place; hotel or motel. Something bought, such a romantic thing done there. Distasteful. A comfortable
T.G.U. Ally A shy young girl,though she hides it.Afraid of letting herself and care for anyone because of her thoughts of them using and leaving her as a toy to be played with like all others before in her life.But when around Zeke she tries keeping her walls up.A part of her,never wanting to let anyone in ever again.The other part her body and mind feel.She trusts him with her heart partly,but her mind always fights her on any trust at all.And yet with him she feels nothing but peace and at ease.In him she sees a dark gentleman who doesn't take advantage of a friendly hug.A friend she doesn't have to act around or fake emotions to seem like everyone els
T.G.U. Okran Nicknamed "Old-timer" by many in school. He is a bit shy of six-thousand and eighteen, but he never tells. Instead, he makes remarks about "old days" and "I remember when"s. A gentleman first ,a loner second. He gives advice when it is needed to anyone who comes to him for it. If his age physically showed then, he would be seen as a kindly old man, instead of a helpful young teenager. He is a patient and understanding to most type of problems kind of guy. He stays current and up to date in schoolwork. It comes easy to him because he has lived through most of the answers. He drinks every once and a while when he is haunted by the faces
T.G.U. Ellai Mild-mannered yet impatient.She meditates to stay sane in ever-changing eras that pass her by.Born in medieval times,she is used to a mixing of chivalry and some snobbishness from the male gender of her species.But in centuries past after her era of birth,the chivalrous and noble ways of the men she once adored had deteriorated and faded from sight to the point where she couldn't take it anymore.After time she became fed up with the male gender entirely and turned to girls instead.In her heart after all this time,she still holds hope deep and untouched for the chivalrous and noble men she adores to walk in a wealth across the earth once again
T.G.U. Keirin An outsider of both species because of his hybrid bloodline.He is rough around the edges and doesn't take much crap before he starts fighting.Deep down he loves battle and he tries to fight it......sometimes.When pissed off,so are all bets.He is a good friend who defends those who can't defend themselves.But if they can defend themselves and choose not to he sees it as their problem.He doesn't bother anyone that doesn't bother him.He is always drawing either at home,in school or just on the go.He never understands what he does when he gets in the lines.Whenever he gets finished with his sketches,he always finds hidden letters and messages ins
T.G.U. Haito The oldest of the bunch of them.He walks with a cane and is Zeke's psychiatrist.Out of all of his patients,Zeke is the most interesting.The others seem to just bore him.A gentle old and wise man.Zeke looks up to him like a father figure.In Zeke he sees much of himself in a great sum of quantity and qualities.In his spare time he builds motorcycles.He doesn't bother much in psychology books.Most of his experience comes from a long life and the rest seems just common sense.Surprisingly,out of all the advancements in history,technology is the one he can most keep up with.Always wandering around school to see what is up and stay somewhat current
T.G.U. Taijinro An evil prick of an overachiever who thinks of the world as his plaything, most say about him. And for the most part hey are right. He doesn't care for much but he does love causing some misery and destruction. He sees life and his to live and damn anyone who try and stop him. Why should he have to cut corners or hold back for anyone? In his mind he adapted the American saying of "Be all you can be" to his own motto,"burn all that's standing in an unlit path."Like a wild flame,he disrupts everything in his sight. For him,peace and serenity are like pet peeves. He has to burn them away. He gets such pleasur
T.G.U. Zeke A somewhat shy and dark oddball of a kid as seen by others.A persona he projects on the surface to select many.To a few he sometimes shows himself.A gentle,sociopath,giant brainiac he see himself to be.Feeling separated from anything that seems human,he finds himself at a loss to understand fully what it means to be human.he feels vehemently for those he ever truly cares about.At times,he feels as though his disconnection from humanity helps to interpret and understand them more clearly from an unbiased view.Thus,at times all behavior around him he feels is a bit redone and rehearsed.From watching a multitude of people,he is able emotionally
The Group Untouched For centuries and millennium,the favored by humans species vampire have infiltrated and taken over the world's governments and industries.The vampires then condemning all werewolves to poverty and discrimination through financial economic control and government brutality.When a threat comes from otherworldly origins and begins attacking all of Earth's humankind population and wiping out its inhabitants to make way for their own species,they deem more suitable for the planet of which its own natives are destroying.Teams of executioners are sent around the world to secure and cleanse the world of its current impurities.Squadron upon squadron ar
Black Radiance As much liked as others I shall never beThe blacklight of solitude shines down upon meShunned by most of society and all that isI am upon the humans as smoke,one not much to missNever embraced by other's arms is the fate of ILike steady mist I stand idlel whilst life pass byTis not my life that passes I am simply dead spaceTo society my soul is naught,not a name nor a faceI am as mist within a crowd never live never dieSimply enshrouding the living as I watch them pass byI do not matter in this world,my opinion is nighI sit but a chair in the distance and watch spirits flySitting by as spirits fly I now stand idleIt
Soul Search As I fade back to the wind scattering to the shadowsTo die againThen to live again and once again ascendInside I came to tears realizing I cannot mendThe broken hearts of manyCaught in the lies of sinAs they fade into the windParticles of a shattered heartIn the end we all fade awayAll parts of one soulTo find a new start that is the goalTo form from old partsTo forge a new soul.
Fading... As the black rose fadesPetals blow to the windWe fade out existenceAs the lies of a sinWe fade from the coreWe fade from withinAs time goes on the body starts to fadeThe soul may shatter but the soul does not breakIt lives and it growsIt gives and it takesOur destiny is our'sIt is what we make
Beloved See now as it started out We barely knew each other But in time we started Talking to one another Then as we got to thinking We might be right together We never thought it would Be We would be so happily Happily in love So now we shall see How in love we can be Beautiful it may be And passionately are we Deeply in love How deep is our love Is what I am always Wondering Everytime I do so She reminds me of how Much love we are in Our love is so beautiful Is should be considered a Sin Luv
What Shall I be As I leave the worldWhat shall be left of meWill it be only memoriesWill there be nothing left of meAs I exist will I only simply beWill I be no more than just an existenceWill memories of me have no substanceOnce I leaveAs I leave, I realizeThere is nothing left of meTo be or not to beWhat is left of meWill it be a memoryOr just cease to beWhat it is I want to beWhich is not just a memoryBut a place in their heartsReserved for only meNo one can ever beOr fill the special space in their heartsThat holds meAnd only meOr will it cease to beAnd end up nothingAll in the endIt shall be decided
Why As I look out into the skyI wonder and think to myself whyWhy can't we flyWhy don't we have superspeedWhy can save half the people in needWhy do we lack resonsibility to take the fall for our actionsWhy can only the people who do that be just a fractionWhy do we have to be so selfish of a raceWhen we are in troubleWhy are we too ashamed to show our faceWhy can't we all unite as one to save the human raceI just want to knowWhy?
What Color Is Your Ring? Round and round we go all parts of one ringSome parts of us shine some parts singSome parts of us rap some get blingAs we get bling it only means one thingIt only makes up an even shinier ringIf the ring dulls it means a time of depressionA black ring is beautiful but we need a sign of bright expressionA light shined upon the ring is what we needTo shine out the violence that makes us bleedTo start growing new thoughts expanding technologyTo grow,die and live again is are weWe are simply humans,that will always beBut possibly we could be something far more freeLive in the present forget the past,what color is your ri
Black Rattle Skies blacken as coalHell damns a new soulThe soul is now wornInto the darkness it goesOut comes a black radianceDevilish Doom of Raven is bornAll hell cheers loudDevil kings smiling proudThey ask what she shall wish to beShe answers "I shall be a writer and tell our story"The crowd of hell listens and smileA spirit shoots out from the darkness following the words 'stay a while"The spirit lands in the shell of a newborn baby girlAs she opens her cute demonic eyes to view a whole new worldThe spirit grows up,the mind now keenHer current age is reached,and it appears to be now nineteen.
Troubles Of The World. In the world of today not a thought spoken or heardWhat can you count on today because i count on written wordFalse believers and fake prophecies of things that never cameThat is not the point of today so to the day of tomorrow is where we aimFor now in the world when we speak our mindWe get shot straight through the headNot even face to face it comes from behindAfter the shot is fired we are simply left for deadNot a soul notices for at least a weekAfter that time is over the stench reminiscence begins to wreakEyes look around and wonder where the face has goneEventually the memories fade as sunrise turns into dawn
T.G.U. Franque One of a pair of the world's most wanted duo. He loves games, especially when he is the ringleader. It comes from his past of being the jester at many a medieval kingdom. Because of that, he loves to be the twister of words. When the medieval era got boring,he played adviser to the kings many times. There was not a plan of his ever defeated. A brilliant strategist, only had once in his own plan. That one individual haunts his dreams to this day. His promise to that victor of his plans gives him a reason to keep scheming. He usually acts as if all is his stage. When the medieval and Renaissance eras ended he became a trapeze artist
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