

The worlds we leave behindThe worlds we leave behindThe worlds we leave behind
Those simple nights blurred into faint memories, simple impressions
Time spent among friends playing out our stereotypes How the world seems to move on and simply forget these times And it makes me wonder am I the lone soul left clinging to such memories
Has everyone simply discounted them as the foolish acts of youth? I return to these places and still see remnants of the time spent A cola can such a simple item yet how well it tells this tale It lies amidst long grass, its frame entwined by ivy Forgotten and gradually disappearing
Those bright a


The truth of the matterThe truth of the matterThe truth of the matter
Everyone seems to have their own version of events
It was the right thing to do
But right by who ?
The truth of the matter is this simple phrase has been perverted
No longer means what it implies
Its a simple excuse when someone commits a selfish act And attempts to make this pathetic action seem noble They turn to the accusing stares and utter this raped and violated verse And the simple truth emerges right is a matter of opinion Shame even the purest sounding words can be mutilated by the self serving nature of the human race &n


Adrenal spikeAdrenal spikeAdrenal spike
Kyrie sat cross legged on the desk with her pure white hair draped over her eyes her ankle length coat fanned out on the desk behind her. Leaning back she let the comforting smell of incense infuse her body savouring in the brisk moment of freedom before jumping down of the desk and straitening her dark jeans and her grey embroidered corset. Walking to the wall tablet she activated her personal defence field which momentarily distorted her appearance before becoming the seemingly invisible protective layer enveloping her body. The majority of people never removed the device and had it permanently


The OsirisThe OsirisThe Osiris
Prologue
Dull images of his former life flitted through a dream like haze in front of him old friends he had left behind along with his family. Each figure dully phased between different bodily emotions shock, pain, rage before the mist rose up and consumed them. Then as the mist rose up once again then dissipated all the people in his past where assembled there laughing and talking then as one they all turned to look him straight in the face. Why did you leave Russ? Why leave us for that ship, the Osiris
The harsh cry of the ship wide alert siren cut through his troubled dream, sitting bolt upright


Guys Like HimGuys like him are special Certainly one of a kind He speaks and he is certain It drives me out of my mind So arrogant so up yourself So bold and so secure Id like to put you on a shelf And just let you mature The way he is so confident So perfect in his eyes Id love to put him in a vent And blow him into the skies You see he is annoyingGuys Like Him
But for some reason I dont know I love to be around him He puts on quite a show Hes confident and witty He makes me smile and laugh Hed do well in the city On anybodi


Hope BeginsLight filters slowly through Shines with an unearthly hue Brighter then the eye can see Light graceful totally free Taunts the men with a white smile Leaves them wanting for a while Breaking through the clouds of dark He sees a sight that stops his heart One small flower raises its head And cautiously begins to shed Its outer layers to reveal They beauty that it did conceal One small flower symbol of life These dead men will take up the fight For hope will never die for them As long as the flower rests on a stem Broken tired cold were they LeHope Begins
| Chances are the things you'll see up here are some of the stories i write which tbh can be anything and maybe a few battle reports from warhammer 40k (yes im secretly a nerd)still who cares really Btw for anyone interested i play Eldar |
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It's Charlotte, btw.
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