

What I have become.The man you fell in love with didn't need you. But falling in love changes things, and it changed me. How could it not? I became a man who couldn't live without you. By leaving, you killed your own creation. I lost you, the one thing I needed to survive. When I died to you, the man you fell in love with rose from the pain, and I became him again. The man you fell in love with doesn't need you. That's the true definition of irony.What I have become.


Abilityso simple that anyone can use it so powerful as to control one's mind so easy to misuse for good and evil.Ability
it tears flesh from bone cause the world to turn on a few threaten to destroy civilization.
it teachs love, hate, and morality evokes the emotions of the young and old brings tears to ones eyes.
it is a weapon
reminder of who we were and are and is a lost art form
in it resides life with it comes death and it holds unimaginable power.
The ability of a word.


Is It Love?If I hugged you, would you never let go?Is It Love?
If I kissed you, would you cherish that moment?
If I reached for your hand, would you take mine gently?
If I needed a shoulder, would you let me cry on yours?
If I needed to talk, would you really listen?
If I needed to scream, would you do it with me?
If I needed to go, would you come with me?
If I fell for you, would you catch me? or just let me hit the pavement?


Blank Possibilities...a kite soars steadily through the vibrant blue sky, dipping, weaving, swerving among the wispy clouds. The child at the other end squints up at the dancing diamond, racing around in jagged circles in the open, grassy field... ...the young man lays his hand gently, hopefully, palm up on the girl's lap in the seat next to him. Momentarily he is relieved that his car is automatic--and, in the split second of hope, his risked heart catches in his throat. As her voice soars, filling every corner of his car, she falters, almost unnoticeably, as she registers his open, inquiring hand. She smiles, slips her fingers thrugh his, and his heartBlank Possibilities
'tis appreciated!
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.. L'enfer c'est les autres ..
Jean-Paul Sartre
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we all have a demon inside. mines just a bit meaner
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