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Not Just A Game Chapter 1
Chapter 1: A Harmless Game
"The door to safety is shut. There is no turning back…" That was the last thing my friends and I read on the television screen before we found ourselves dragged into the middle of, what we all agreed to be, hell on earth.
Earlier that evening, I had invited some friends of mine over to my place for a Game-a-Thon of, in my opinion, one of the best horror video game series ever created, Resident Evil, starting with Zero and eventually ending with Six. "What could possibly go wrong?" I thought as I sat on the stairs waiting for my friends to arrive.
"How much longer till they get here Pyro?" I heard a voice ask from behind me. I turned around and saw that it was my younger brother OgienChomik.
"I don't know, I told them to get here sometime around 2:30, and it's 2:00 right now so they shouldn't be much long-" At that moment there w
Masquerade du Maladie: Part One
Masquerade du Maladie: Part One
The night was moving along swimmingly and it seemed that eveyone who was going to show up had already arrived. There was food and drinkks, laughter and merryment. The music, tho not yet done by the dj, was playing loudly amping up the excitement. Yes everything seemed to be coming along fine. Nothing seemed like it could go wrong at this point...... A woman burst into the Cafe, grabbing a random mask that had been left laying about by one of the idle party goers. She looked pale and sickly. Clearly there was something wrong with her. Few noticed though. Kiwi did and a few of the other staff memebers along with Eisia, but most were too caught up in the festivities to care. The woman began touching people and about 10 minutes after she did, they began feeling dizzy and having a loss of appetite. Still no one payed the woman any head as the woman began screaming with halucinations. They just assumed that she had drunk too much. The lights flick
A Life Without You
Sometimes I think of life
And how it would be without you
As I think I see myself
Lost and alone
With no one to help me
I'm just skin and bone
My heart is empty
I feel nothing inside
I'm scared of this
Someone open my eyes!
None of it is true
I'm dreaming right?
I open my eyes
And I see you
I suddenly realize
The truth in my world
That a life without you
Is like my own living hell
You wouldn't be there
To pick me up when I fell
And as you carry me in your arms
I'd wish to tell you what's true
When you look at me
I want to whisper out
I Love You
Addicted to Messy Kisses (Visual) I want to sit on the
roof top in your boxers and kiss
you while listening to you telling me about
the stars that made the constellations on my
face. I want to kiss you when you photograph me,
because that's what I want to remember: loving you
endlessly and boundlessly. I want to kiss you when you
are too tired and too drunk, and watch you slobbering all
over me, while I laugh in your breath on my lips. I want to
kiss you in libraries, when you'll blush and tell me to sto
organized chaosHis brain's like
reflecting muted light.
His brain is architecturally sound,
with perfect corners
organized into neat sections,
metal cutting the spectrum
into cautious pieces.
He tells me he's nothing.
He tells me that he's grown up
from the cracks in the sidewalk
like a dandelion,
and he's been waiting his whole life
for someone to come along
and blow his fucking head off.
He tells me he comes from a bad place,
and I nod
when all I want to do is shake him
and remind him
that everything beautiful
must grow up out of the dirt.
Lover, I will try to forget you.The moon is braiding
her sighs into my hair
as I tell her 'I
dislike the thought
of being perfect.
Even more because
I always tried for him.'
There is turbulence
in these bones as he
ghosts past me and
into the skyline.
Perhaps it is time
I stop following.
BloodlustIn our private heaven
We satisfy our bloodlust
By breaking each other's skin
With a shinny blade
And tasting the crimson flow
The flow of life
A life of lust and love
The love we feel
For each other
A bloody and guilty love
Of voluntary wounds
And beautiful scars
Our reason to live
Our dirty secret
A secret we both carry
With great pleasure
The only way
We can feel happiness
Two LilliesI found my soul,
in a white lily atop a hill,
a red wine sunset
splashed against the sky.
My heart felt her before
I could see,
the flower strongly rooted
petals blowing with a battle cry
against the wind.
The gusts overtime,
testing and strengthening
the precious growth
roots sewn deep.
I sat beside,
your petals open wide
nothing left to hide,
shades of white
despite the soil you came from.
Yet alone you sit
a secret scent,
for me to enjoy
as I read a book,
and talk to you about everything and nothing.
Late into the night.
dew like tear drops,
and I couldn't take you home with me
but I would return again,
Until the day I join you.
How the waves tasted your anklesSince you are the only sailor
of the sea that my moon-
child eyes so easily bleed,
I crumble to shoreline pieces
every time I press my lips
to half-neglected sea glass,
haunted by visions of the way
you rolled cherries on your tongue.
StarsYou fill me up with bubbles,
dreams and futures floating for me.
Using a line of chalk to draw my life plans on me,
outlining where we can go together.
Stars scribbled across my forehead,
highway across my belly.
Breathing in the cars, making a map of our love.
Peaches and CreamPour me a palette of autumn peach,
blend it in the basin of almond milk,
and let it fuse into my cheeks.
Stir memories of a rustic kiss,
a solemn wooden swing.
A gush of wind and its retreat.
An ounce of rain above my brow.
The sentiment of you and me –
the eyes of burning bronze.
An instant left to cling...
...the original blush
of peaches and cream.
My True Feelings About You
Nothing could change the way I felt
When I met you for the first time
It was almost as if the world had stopped
Like a dream that would never end
A dream that I never wanted to wake up from
At first I thought you were just another guy
But once I truly got to know you
Everything began to change in my life
I try to hide the fact that I liked you
But it gets harder every day
Whenever you're near me
I would stare at you whenever I could
Always hoping that no one would see
But if you looked my way
Our eyes would meet making me freeze
I'd get nervous and scared
Not knowing what to do next
I would sheepishly change my gaze
Paying attention to the teacher again
When I try to talk to you
I'd feel insecure not knowing what to say
When I finally started a conversation with you
I could never manage to look directly at you
You would always look into my eyes
But I could only manage to glimpse into yours
And then I would nervously look away
Whenever you sat near me
My heart begins racing a thousand m
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