Tear flavored rain drops
Falling from a cloudy sky
Lying on my death बिस्तर
Begging “Please don’t let me die!”
Wishing I was stronger back then
~Wishing I could fight
Wishing I had made a difference
On the side of light…
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
But mi-^ine was known to be just darkness
Mine was not the light
A darkened world of shadowed hiding
Was how they survived…
They My Kind
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Guit sprinkled घास dew
Wiping off the blades I pass
Walking through this grave-yard
Seeing lives dead in the past
Crying for the ones who died so
~Others could survive
All For a cause that was folly
A folly peaceful life…
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
And I-^I was one who was spared from it
Spared द्वारा guilt-dipped love
The lives of the pure innocent
now watch me from above
And They Wait…
They wait for so long…
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I’ve fought for years
And years I’ve failed
I fight on every day
My inspiration long expired
And hope run away
If someone’s out there
that can here this
I beg आप help us please
Protect the people
Of my kin
Set the dead’s souls to ease
I beg आप please…
I’m on my knees…
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
They call us dark…
They call them light…
They break the heart…
They spit in spite…
आप battle on…
But soon you’ll find…
The darker ones…
Are not,
My,
Kind…
Falling from a cloudy sky
Lying on my death बिस्तर
Begging “Please don’t let me die!”
Wishing I was stronger back then
~Wishing I could fight
Wishing I had made a difference
On the side of light…
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
But mi-^ine was known to be just darkness
Mine was not the light
A darkened world of shadowed hiding
Was how they survived…
They My Kind
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Guit sprinkled घास dew
Wiping off the blades I pass
Walking through this grave-yard
Seeing lives dead in the past
Crying for the ones who died so
~Others could survive
All For a cause that was folly
A folly peaceful life…
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
And I-^I was one who was spared from it
Spared द्वारा guilt-dipped love
The lives of the pure innocent
now watch me from above
And They Wait…
They wait for so long…
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I’ve fought for years
And years I’ve failed
I fight on every day
My inspiration long expired
And hope run away
If someone’s out there
that can here this
I beg आप help us please
Protect the people
Of my kin
Set the dead’s souls to ease
I beg आप please…
I’m on my knees…
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
They call us dark…
They call them light…
They break the heart…
They spit in spite…
आप battle on…
But soon you’ll find…
The darker ones…
Are not,
My,
Kind…
Olivia is a joyful, calm, and somewhat of a goof of a girl. She often flirts, and bothers any boy she likes. Olivia loves to collect stuffed animals. She hates people who back stab.
Olivia a no only superb at hand to hand combat, but also a great marks-woman. She main sticks with एक प्रकार का जहाज़ and Dizzy, two modified pistols.
Once upon a time... आप know what? This is not some fairy tale! This is the story of Sir Shalott, knight of the dead. Knight of Master Dragon! Of course... this is my story. I mean a knight looking for a way... a way of faith. Hold on there! Sit down and read this thing I wrote! Anyway... it was in Camelot. Her quest to find her place in her life brings along trust, loyalty,and some deceiving. This story will start soon, in a week या when ever I can write. But... I may never get to it. So टिप्पणी दे and tell what आप think.
-Sir Shalott, knight of the dead, writer
-Sir Shalott, knight of the dead, writer