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Ran againWere Done.
¨I were done,¨
said the boy.
Where did cubey go?
the boy drew many
Was Pete and Jay
Jay said to Pete
¨Get up off yer feet!¨
Go in and meet
Some nice ol mary daisy.¨
Then Pete said ¨Sure¨
He got off the floor
And ran to the door
Shouting ¨This time I may
Just go crazy.¨
Low and behold
Pete found his gold
And proceeded to have a baby....
Well, not physically but he
got someone to be his wife
I Am.I´m outta here.
To Greece I will go
Meet me there
After I have grown.
A Man I will become.
Maybe you will join me
On my fertile patch of land.
Let´s get married
Once I am a man.
Don´t worry about the baby
The trees that encircle my land
Will protect her and give her company
For this is my Space of Love.
The Beloved and Us.Around the earth
Blows the breath of God.
beloved and adored
Are all given boundless power.
Through the power of the heart
They were given all the universe
To govern and command.
Ancients were they
And they loved and cared well
For all the Earth
Children of the Earth,
Beloved of the Father
the fire of love
Their holy name
Boundless were the Ancient´s joy
Until the Great Insanity began.
And here we are today
Is this the end?
Have we lost our joy?
Have we lost,
What it is that we treasure most:
No matter how much we suppress or subdue
The heart´s impulses
It will always remain
Across the universe
Spanning all the Earth
Embracing everyone´s potential
Loving all for who they ARE
I will try,
Interview of a dandelion.INTERVIEW EXCLUSIVE!!!
The following interview is the weed´s first say on the matter.
20 Q and A with a dandelion.
Q: ¨What are your views on 9/11?¨
Dandelion: ¨I don´t know really. I am, after all, a dandelion. ¨
Q: ¨What would you do if someone pulled out your neighbor but NOT you?¨
Dandelion: ¨Considering that I am, after all, a dandelion, I´d say that that would upset me dearly.¨
Q: ¨What would you have to say about global warming?¨
Dandelion: ¨Well, I would say I do appreciate the hurricanes as they do disperse my seeds well. I am, after all, just a dandelion.¨
Q: ¨What´s your favourite colour?¨
Dandelion: ¨I´d have to say yellow.¨
Q: ¨What religion do you follow?
Hopes and dreams.A day and a night.
A breeze of a wind
Soldiers marching on
Daylight creeping out
Singing of an ancient time
When the song was still the same
Marching in the gloomy days
When streets were lined with slime
Calling out and pleading
With the mists of space and time
She hears me all too clearly
But space and time sink deep
Walking through the jungle
And I see a light ahead
A shack built sound of timber
InappropriateThe walls are now closer
"Hold me" I say
And a tear wells
Sliding, falling down my face
A tear falls
A tear falls
Soothing is a tear
Opeaning is a tear
A tear is the heart's greatest compassion
I said to hold
Me, a hopeless
Don't disillusion yourself
"But I want her"
Will you cry with me?
But that was then
I am not sad
This heart is filled with peace
A letter to the public
This is not for her
If you are wondering
If only you knew
Know only this
I will stay
My heart agrees
There is no other way.
Sub, missionCharmeleon says:
Today is Three of the past clock fifteen.
Wass a turtle?
BULBASOAR into the sky with a feathered wing, and behold...
Lost the plot times 10!!!!
Seriosly, though, the, point, is, no , ONE, COMMENTED ON TOMMOROW WE RISE OR THE WET. WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU PEAPLE!!! dnt u no genius wn u c it?
Spice of smell, voice of bells Faraway, the spice is gone without. The wonderous golden life is with the ocean, and I am but a river.
But carried on the wind, sometimes a speck, or two bells land together, and then the voice, lovely, wonderous, unpredictable.
A great space between me and the leaf, the sparkling rain forest. The sun comes out, and all the raindrops become mirrors of the sun.
Mud and the stars, where I am the mud.
I am unwanted, trampled by animals and washed off by men.
She is the stars, no ladder to reach-
-"DREAMING!" mud thinks.
Here are two eyes, outshining the stars.
It will Rain Romano x Reader
It Will Rain
Romano x Reader
The Italian never did have much going for him, always sulking and cursing. But he did have the love his life and that was just fine for him. He couldn’t picture life without her. If she was gone, the world’s supply of pain killer wouldn’t do anything to numb what he would feel. It would take so much just to make him realize that she had left. He gave her everything that he possibly could so she wouldn’t leave, and if she ever did he would crash.
Her parents didn’t like her, he knew they didn’t. Her mother liked other guys she’d brought home to meet them, and her father didn’t ever look in his direction. He would do the same if he was them, sighing as he would watch his daughter fall in love with a undesirable. But he was willing to do whatever it took to call her his, even if he had to pick up every broken piece of glass in the world to prove it.
He never wants her to go, for as long
Guard!EnglandxChild!Reader - Breaking AttentionArthur Kirkland stood against the wall, his spine erect and his shoulders back. His chin was lifted, and the strap of his tall hat wrapped uncomfortably around it. Despite the summer heat and humidity, he was clad in a wool guardsman uniform. Beads of sweat rolled down his face, and he even felt it soak into his undershirt. He was used it, however; this was what he was required to do every day.
Arthur was a Queen’s Guard currently stationed on the westward side of Buckingham Palace. He didn't know the fellows that accompanied him on his wall, nor did he care to make their acquaintance. He would much rather let his mind wander to his childlike fantasies than associate with his own kind—or really any kind. He was a loner. He wouldn't deny it. But he didn't really mind. It seemed, to him, much less bothersome with no one around.
Arthur heard a voice that caused him to groan internally. A little girl's voice bounced off the wall behind him and into his eardrums. He hated childr
2P!FACE x Child!Reader x Creepypasta - The Child 5
You woke up the next morning but stayed at bed, thinking of a plan to escape. Right then, you heard a knock at the door but you didn't care to answer.
"Hello?' the door opened slightly and a man peeked in.
The man wore a white mask with pitch black eyes and black feminine lips.
You were relieved that it wasn't Slenderman but you were scared of the masked man as there wasn't any weapon to protect you.
The man opened the door and stepped in, walking towards you.
"Are you... hungry?" he asked.
This time, you answered him by nodding. You were so hungry since yesterday and even refuse to talk when Slender offers you food which is a bad thing because you had to go through a night, sleepless while listening how hungry your stomach was.
"Okay, follow me." the man said and lead you to the hallway. You following from behind.
"I'm Masky. What's yours?" he asked but didn't get any responds. You were too thirsty to even talk.
Ones he brought you to the kitchen, you saw two men. The man you sho
Prussia X Reader : Romeo and Cinderella
This could possibly, slightly be suggestive. Just a quick warning, my friend.
Please don't let our love turn out into a tragedy like it was for Juliet.
Take me away into your arms. It's all I ask of you.
You sat on your bed in the dark, talking on the phone to your long-time, boyfriend Gilbert. Gilbert Beilschmit. He was one of the few people you could trust in this lonely world of yours. You often felt trapped and confined no matter where you were. Unless it was in his presence; then you felt that you could fly to the moon if you chose.
I say goodnight to both my father and my mother.
I hope they'll be able to dream of one another.
I think its time for all the grown ups to go to bed.
"So, what time is it, exactly?" Gilbert asked. "My phone screen refuses to turn on for whatever reason."
You laughed. "Its midnight. Are you ready?"
You could practically hear him smirking. "Let's do this." And with that, you zipped up the jacket you had been wearing, and snuck downstairs, past your
Knowledge is Power (request)
Terrance was your massive, self-secluded bookworm. Every and any book you've heard or read yourself, he's read it twelve times over. His thirst for fantasies, immerse worlds and, more importantly, his will to learn showed no signs of stopping.
He was at the library on a fine Tuesday afternoon, checking out a stack of freshly pressed, and new books that the library had just gotten in. He slowly made his way towards the counter as if he were holding a glassful of water, trying not to spill a drop. At last, he heaved the stack of books onto the counter top with a loud enough thud to create a bit of shock through content readers.
"Welcome back, Terrance." The librarian said with a smile, since he was a well known regular.
"Hiya, Jillian." He replied with a slight sigh.
"I see you caught wind of the new releases we'd just gotten."
"Oh, you know me!"
She chuckled, "Let me go ahead and punch in some cards for these books right quick; they're still fairly new, after a
make me proud. kageyama tobio x reader
Kageyama Tobio x Older Sister!Reader ;;
"Tobio. Can you toss for me?"
The young boy of 9 looked up to her older sister who gave him a small smile. He didn't mind giving tosses to her sister; it was fun — and it helped her practice. As far as he knew, his sister was volleyball player in her middle school and was the ace. She said she needed to work on her spikes, but he didn't understand why she needed to keep practicing it — considering that her spikes were the best. Well, in his opinion, anyway.
He shrugged his shoulders loosely. "Sure."
She grinned and went to the backyard, Tobio following in behind. And as they arrived in backyard, she turned to him, the grin still plastered on her face. "You ready?"
Tobio nodded his head and [Name] passed the ball to him and as the ball was coming towards him, he extended his arms up above his head, positioned his hands in a diamond formation, spread his feet about shoulder width apart, and as the bal
2P!FACE x Child!Reader x Creepypasta - The Child 6
All the running made you tired and also you were lost. You felt like your running around in circles so you stopped running for a while.
Suddenly, someone grabbed you from behind. It was Slenderman.
"Let me go!" you bawled.
"And why?" Slenderman questioned.
"I want to go home!" you replied.
" I already told you, this is your home."
"No! I hate it here!" you whined.
"You'll like it here, I promise." Slenderman said as he walked back to the mansion.
You started crying, "No! I want my daddy!"
"How about this..." Slenderman stopped on his tracks and put you down, "Tell me five thing that you and your father like to do. Then I'll decide to bring you back to him or not."
You wiped your tears then nod.
"You may start."
"Me and daddy like to bake cupcakes everyday, we like to go out and have ice cream, we always had tea party, sometimes, we played the king and princess. And we also like to cuddle!"
Slenderman thought for a while, "Okay."
"But if he do something to
.: Reader x John: 'Romance' :.Time: 6:37 P.M
tick, tock, tick, tock...
You name is ___ ___, and you wait in your living room lazily, dressed up with what feels like no place to go.
Your long time flush-crush, and now boyfriend, John Egbert, has finally accepted your romantic feels.
In return, he promised to give you 'romance'.
tick, tock, tick, tock...
You had no idea what that meant, but he said he'd pick you up around 7 p.m this evening.
So here you are.
tick, tock, tick, tock,
dicktick, tock ti-
You nearly jumped out of your seat.
Loud noise when everything was quiet.
Regardless, you stood up and pressed down on your clothes to attempt to remove the wrinkles you indirectly added.
Putting on a nice smile, you eagerly walked to your front door and saw John.
He was wearing his normal clothes and here you are, fancy.
You did a half deadpan as he was grinning at you.
"Hey ___! Wow, you look nice~!"
"Uh... thanks..." you sputtere
birthday kiss. oikawa tooru x reader
"Good morning, [Name]-chan~!"
Oikawa gave the girl a wave, but the girl merely looked away, trying her best to ignore him at all costs. Knowing that she was avoiding his presence, Oikawa entered the classroom and grabbed a chair and scooted next to her. Really close to her. Too close for her own comfort. But did Oikawa care? No, of course not. He never cares about anything but himself.
Which is why [Name] hated him.
"Do you know what day it is~?" he asked, paying no attention at how the girl was extremely uncomfortable by the space between them. Oikawa, however, saw the tint of blush appearing on her cheeks, and that only made him want to get closer to her even more.
"Friday." [Name] simply replied, or at least, tried to.
"Nope!" he exclaimed, that sadistic smile of his still plastered on his dreadful face. The students stared at the two
lovebirdsstudents, blinking at the scene. Though, this wasn't the first time Oikawa barged into their c
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