This is a play I wrote.
There are three acts.
I'll add the अगला two later.
(scene 1)
(enter Gabby and Conner, who appear to be arguing)
Gabby: For real, Conner, I really don't trust Anna. (shakes her head)
Conner: Really, Gabby, her parents founded the church. How can आप not trust her?
Gabby: Steve and स्पेनिश सफेद मदिरा, शेरी helped too.
(enter Anna)
Gabby: (death glares at Anna, but goes unnoticed)
Anna: So, Conner, are आप talking to yourself या something?
Gabby: (clenches her fists, runs silently out of the room)
There are three acts.
I'll add the अगला two later.
(scene 1)
(enter Gabby and Conner, who appear to be arguing)
Gabby: For real, Conner, I really don't trust Anna. (shakes her head)
Conner: Really, Gabby, her parents founded the church. How can आप not trust her?
Gabby: Steve and स्पेनिश सफेद मदिरा, शेरी helped too.
(enter Anna)
Gabby: (death glares at Anna, but goes unnoticed)
Anna: So, Conner, are आप talking to yourself या something?
Gabby: (clenches her fists, runs silently out of the room)
Envelope with the royal seal
Black roses;
They became the गुलाब that where once red,
They became this Black when my दिल bled,
They Represent my Sorrows,
They represent the path my दिल follows,
Black roses;
the symbol of my heart,
this is what it became, once i fell apart
Black roses,
there's a beauty hidden in this Darkened rose,
as it Stands innocently Maintaining its pose,
A beauty that Attracts those who have gone astray,
it frees them of thier hearts pain,
Black roses;
So beautiful आप are,
Your as raidient as a shining star
Razor blade roses,
free me of your grip,
as your sharp ends are causing my skin to split,
Theres nothing like this pain,
but for this moment, i will let the blood rain,
the beauty pours from its core,
Spreading eagerly across its Petal covered floors,
Pain becomes pleasure,
As this rose is tempting me with its beauty,
free me from your grip,
and let the blades slip
i hpoe आप like them (:
They became the गुलाब that where once red,
They became this Black when my दिल bled,
They Represent my Sorrows,
They represent the path my दिल follows,
Black roses;
the symbol of my heart,
this is what it became, once i fell apart
Black roses,
there's a beauty hidden in this Darkened rose,
as it Stands innocently Maintaining its pose,
A beauty that Attracts those who have gone astray,
it frees them of thier hearts pain,
Black roses;
So beautiful आप are,
Your as raidient as a shining star
Razor blade roses,
free me of your grip,
as your sharp ends are causing my skin to split,
Theres nothing like this pain,
but for this moment, i will let the blood rain,
the beauty pours from its core,
Spreading eagerly across its Petal covered floors,
Pain becomes pleasure,
As this rose is tempting me with its beauty,
free me from your grip,
and let the blades slip
i hpoe आप like them (:
pain fills my दिल and brings me to the darkside where I reside for awhile. Until I'm grabbed द्वारा the hand and pulled out द्वारा a so-called friend who just pushes me back in and leaves me to cry in the darkest corner of my heart. I feel like I'm being ripped apart, limb द्वारा limb, every string of my दिल played द्वारा the devil's hand. I feel like I'm not whole, like I'm nothing without him. The one one who killed his best friend, the one who left me alone, I didn't know how to swim. All I want is him to come back and hurt me again. He was my only friend, या so I thought, but when he slapped me across my face, that's emotion आप can't replace and I faced it everyday या so for a साल and a half. Don't try to sympathize because I know with my दिल and soul that आप will leave and let me go with crappy bittersweet goodbyes...
