hiiiiiii 3
this is my very first time to write an articulo here in fanpop
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I`m in amor with escritura poems . In fact , i believe that words can do más . > that`s why my poems are my life !!!
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this is a poem which was written with my hamble keyboard =) hope tu all like it =)
~~ a letter to my dear prince ~~
Dear prince,
I`m tired of living in this unusual life
My diary
Took me to an old distain memory
when I become your wife
I don`t know why ?!!
Every good memory has became whiter then white
Except the día I saw tu
You`re right
Special memories always colored with special liquids
But which kind of inks should I use to erase my past
I tried everything
Harm
Hate
Even pain!
But this distain memory seems to be
My number one aim
I decided to listen to my wais heart
But suddenly
I was falling apart
It gave me a magical ink
All I have to do is only to spring
one , two , three drops o four
and everything started to be like old time before
,,,
i`m waiting on burning fuego to hear ur opinion about it =)
this is my very first time to write an articulo here in fanpop
,,,,
I`m in amor with escritura poems . In fact , i believe that words can do más . > that`s why my poems are my life !!!
,,,,
this is a poem which was written with my hamble keyboard =) hope tu all like it =)
~~ a letter to my dear prince ~~
Dear prince,
I`m tired of living in this unusual life
My diary
Took me to an old distain memory
when I become your wife
I don`t know why ?!!
Every good memory has became whiter then white
Except the día I saw tu
You`re right
Special memories always colored with special liquids
But which kind of inks should I use to erase my past
I tried everything
Harm
Hate
Even pain!
But this distain memory seems to be
My number one aim
I decided to listen to my wais heart
But suddenly
I was falling apart
It gave me a magical ink
All I have to do is only to spring
one , two , three drops o four
and everything started to be like old time before
,,,
i`m waiting on burning fuego to hear ur opinion about it =)
Here I spread the colores of my life
They sound like a tune of fife
They always closed me in a dark room
I put on my headphones, enjoyed & played the boom
It's so boring to just see the sky
Today I decided I'll go and fly
Eveyones mind is full of depressions
But mine is full of imaginations
I changed the dark night into shining sequins
And the heap into beautiful fragrance
I don't want tu to make my hair a mess
Cause I'm wearing the tiara to be a princess
My passion, my obsession, my desire
Don't interfere in between o I'll blow tu up with flames of fire
They sound like a tune of fife
They always closed me in a dark room
I put on my headphones, enjoyed & played the boom
It's so boring to just see the sky
Today I decided I'll go and fly
Eveyones mind is full of depressions
But mine is full of imaginations
I changed the dark night into shining sequins
And the heap into beautiful fragrance
I don't want tu to make my hair a mess
Cause I'm wearing the tiara to be a princess
My passion, my obsession, my desire
Don't interfere in between o I'll blow tu up with flames of fire
I wake up. It's early in the morning. A cool wind blows por my face whispering sounds i don't understand. I look up at the sky and notice that it is a light blue color and it makes me feel that there is no problems in the world. Looking around i get a different story.
Blood everywhere. Bodies over bodies and not a living soul in sight. Who could have done this? My head starts to spin and my vision is going blurry. A creature appears from the wind that was flying por my head earlier.
This creature starts walking torwards me speaking in a language that I have never heard before. I go to reach for my gun and find a giant hole in my right leg. It continues to get closer and closer and is staring at me as if to be a hunter and I am it's prey.
Knowing that this is the end I look up at the sky. Beginning to close my eyes the last of my sights are focused ont he Blue Skys.
Blood everywhere. Bodies over bodies and not a living soul in sight. Who could have done this? My head starts to spin and my vision is going blurry. A creature appears from the wind that was flying por my head earlier.
This creature starts walking torwards me speaking in a language that I have never heard before. I go to reach for my gun and find a giant hole in my right leg. It continues to get closer and closer and is staring at me as if to be a hunter and I am it's prey.
Knowing that this is the end I look up at the sky. Beginning to close my eyes the last of my sights are focused ont he Blue Skys.
Sky turns black. Memory fades. through all of this tragedy fate has taken my memories from me. No other thoughts. corazón pounding. Blood racing. No más time for thinking. Think quick and on my feet o death will surely get its grasp on me. As my enemy approaches i draw my sword. Once the tip of the blade is out of the sheath i hear it hit the ground as i feel a warm liquid pouring out of my open chest as blood gushes out of the wound. As i struggle to take my last breath i wake up screaming relieved that it was just a DREAM.