.:~-DayS-~:.The clock is tickingThey wonder why it's tickingThe reason why it's tickingBecause life goes onAnd onAnd onAnd onAnd onForever will it be tickingIt'll go on tickingUntil you bleed by the tickingWhy are you scared?You're scaredScaredScaredScaredGet a life. Ignore the tickingFor your life will continueUntil your deathBesides, we don't believe in the endWe believe in what we believeNow believeBelieveBelieveBelieveAnd that is that.
He and the Other Chapter 10He never stopped running. Maria will finally be dead for not even seeing what pain he was through.Conan, eyes burning into blazing fire, ran across the hallways, not even caring where he was going. Those pathetic creatures never seemed to notice how his love for Rachel ended in a horrible way. He just felt the taste of a flashback as he remembered the last time he saw her, coughing and crying in a ground running red. When he was Jimmy Kudo at that moment, he cried, as his childhood friend he has trusted for a long time was having her soul taken away by the killer who took advantage of the evidence and ran off. He didn't know it was coming so fast. The saddest thing she said to him... Was only two sentences..."I'm sorry... Jimmy... I tried..."That last words kept on repeating in the child's mind. Again and again, it gotten his depression more worse. He stopped running to find the place to transform into Alfred again. His ice cold blue eyes glared at the right side. One anthro
Mental!Amuro X Reader- Like a Doctor's LoveMental! Amuro X Reader- Like a Doctor’s love Is he ever going to be himself again? That thought remained in your head. Five days since your friend, Amuro Tooru, had went to the mental hospital for snapping and becoming insane. Yes, five days. He lost his own brain and went mad in a somewhat fast process. Such a horrifying tragedy to see him end up like this. What did he even do to get such a thing anyway? You bet it might be from last week. You kept thinking of it as you walked to the asylum, where he is now held for somewhat a few days… No… Not a few days… More than that so called ‘few days’. It
=-+The Microphone+-=I am on the microphoneCan you even hear me now?All my life, I've been waitingBut yet, you've never came inI sang for you, I entertained youBut I have not been heardYou all ignored meWhile I was on the big microphoneHow long has it beenSince we've last been friends?How long has it beenSince I played a melody?Two days? Fifty six?I don't even know anyhowBut what I knowWhen I'm on the microphoneIs that I love you allForgotten or notCause I've cared so much for youBut you still never heard my melodies...Now the illness is on my mindWhile I'm on my microphoneI tried real hard to impress youBut nothing seems okay at allI didn't ask for a frownNot even a smileBecause I cried all aloneAnd you still don't careBut now you seeThe madness I have been...But what's the point?I killed my microphoneAnd now you want meTo come back now to you?Sorry, my friend,But you ain't my typeBecause the light's shiningWith silver skylinesBut I'm happy to say to youI'm still
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