battlefield 2110the day was short and i had little time to spare. the bodies of my comrades weren't going to bury themselves. one by one the frozen corpses fell into the miles and miles of trench they had been sleeping in the night before, some even lay atop their own breakfast, saved for a later hour. on occasion a .505 slug would hiss past my head, the plasma coating burning the air and warming my frozen body for a moment before passing on to embed itself in a mound of dirt somewhere. my job was simple; bury the bodies before the enemy could eat them. just me and my trusty shovel out here in the cold snows of old Russia, just me and my shovel...battlefield 2110
truth 6 After many months of worry and woe Dawn finaly began to relax arround damos, and he arround her. after six years without any evidence of Mosrael's return she gave up hope. she had found somone she can love, some of her heart will always belong to the lost aeon, but she could love the man she had found. she didnt know what he was, nor did she know exactly how he knew her past flame, she didn't exactly want to because if she did it might make her reopen the scars he left in her emotions. mid-way through her third term a strange noise woke her from the dreamless sleep she had been lulled intotruth 6
truth 5"who the hell are you?" dawn's morning haze had yet to lift, the next few moments she spent refocusing her eyes. she stared at the strange man, than gasped because she saw damos turn into mosrael and back. with that thought she laughed heartily. "what are you laughing about?" "the guy i love, i dont even know his first name." "whats he like?" " tall, ok looking, angel wings, and posibly psychotic." "is his last name Mosrael?" her eyes widened and her jaw droped. "yes... do you know him?" "sorta, he and i used to know eachother." a solumn look spread across damos's face, and as a tear rolled from his cheek struth 5
truth 4dawn had few things on her mind; one was why did her love always leave a feather behind when he left, the other was what did he mean when he said "if i am the killer." was he or was he not the killer? one thing was known, if he was the killer she was either in grave danger or was the safest person on earth. Dawn set out to investigate on her own. the first thing she had to find was who was still alive, the only person that was still alive was an old coworker, he had turned her onto the job where she met mosrael. she made the desision to see her old coworker and ask him some questions about this killer. she arrived at the domicile in a mannertruth 4
Twisted Love PoemNobody loves you Nobody cares Nobody listens Nobody sharesTwisted Love Poem
Nobody loses themselves in your eyes Nobody calls you in the middle of the night Nobody sees you as beautiful Nobody asks you if you're alright
Nobody thinks about you every night Nobody wants to wake up next to you Nobody tells you all their secrets Nobody whispers “I love you”
Nobody holds your hand Nobody gets to kiss you Nobody writes you love letters Nobody misses you
...Can I be your Nobody?
Space Ship| the feathers still fall |
i dont know
Lazy
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The reasons we think the flowers on the precipice are beautiful…
Is because we are standing on the precipice as well
Do not fear because we are like the flowers…
We did not step off
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