Mirakee
Sealife
Whales belong in oceans;
Not in pools for
Entertainment use.
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Two Sides
We all have a two sides.
A dark side, like the MOON;
A bright sight, like the sun.
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Relatives
My precious nephew frowned
When he heard me call him
His funny nickname: Pikachu.
Especially since he dressed as such
On Halloween.
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Observation
I stand out in the dark,
Loving the night.
I look up at the sky,
Staring at the bright stars.
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Untitled
To love
Means to expect nothing
In return,
Except love.
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3w
Hauntings
Ghosts are those
Who haunt
When they have
Something to say.
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Sagittarius
I look up at the
Night stars; my mood
Feeling calm and thoughtful.
My mind is full thoughts
For others; even though
It might hurt some.
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Nature
The view of the SEA,
Is a beautiful sight.
I look out the window
To watch the deep blue color of the water.
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4w
Olav's Story: Chpt. 17
Since Flora knew much about our kind, it wasn’t so difficult for her to know what it would be like to live as a night creature. As for myself, however, the new lifestyle, I found it to be strange.
My vision excelled to the point where I was able to see things as plainly as during the day. My hearing had intensified by 10 times, however, I was able to control it. As for the scent of blood, it was hard to describe.
Thank goodness we learned to feed off of animals. I didn’t know this about her, but unless it was in self-defense, I could never kill a mortal. After all, I was one myself. It was enough that Flora had changed me.
We no longer worked at the moment; neither one of us were sure it would be ideal do so around the smell of mortal blood. The temptation was simply too strong.
We walked about the night, amazed at how different everything was during the evening. However, there was something I had been curious about.
‘What was life like in Ireland?’ I had asked as we walked along a bridge one night.
‘Very simple…beautiful, actually,’ she said. ‘I had a wonderful childhood there. But my parents were alive…until my teen years, that is.’
Clearly, she was referring to her mother. I didn’t press on that subject. ‘Have you ever thought about going back?’ I asked.
She frowned. ‘Why?’
‘Merely curious since it’s your childhood home. It would also be great since it would give us an excuse to get away from Kane.’
‘That’s true.’
‘At least think about it. I believe it would be good for the both of us.’
She was silent before she nodded in agreement. The idea seemed to frighten yet settle on her.
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It wasn’t long before I noticed the change in Flora. The thirst seemed to overwhelm her.
At first it was just her feeding upon small animals which gradually turned into larger animals. Then I had seen her do something which frightened me.
One evening I was startled to find her side of our bed empty.
I quickly jumped out of bed and got dressed, knowing that I had to look for her.
Fortunately, I didn’t have to go far. Unfortunately, I caught her doing something I never thought she would do.
‘Flora!’ I gasped.
There she was, feeding on a young man, literally drinking his blood and chewing his throat. I shuddered at the way she was feeding off of him.
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Inhaling
I INHALE AND...
I feel myself floating,
Moving away from all
That's familiar to me;
Seeing all that's brighter,
Beautiful, and more serene.
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jassi17217
29w
Today a lot of things happened to him ,
we met ,He was quiet and I kept quiet too ,
Got our eyes but nobody blinked ,
he kept quiet and nothing was said to me ,
after a long time , a lot of things happen to him ,
both kept quiet and our silence made all the talk .
Untold countless things that had no end .
Thank you for this memorable meeting .
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Poor heart...
You hurt her
But, she's hiding the pain
Pretending that she doesn't even cares when you're around
But the truth is, she cares
She cares all the time
And she hates herself for that
She hates the fact that she's too sensetive
And the fact that she has to let go
She can't let you go
Even when there are so many reasons why she has to let go, she still searches for one to hold one
She holds on and let you hurt her poor heart again and again
She's suffering with her poor heart, all the pain and sadness
She's hiding the pain
And she's getting good at it
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I can't be who you want me to be without running the risk of losing who I truly am.
©hallgd
