'Awkward Moments' Book 6 EpilogueAwkward MomentsWritten, Story Design and Character Design by Danton Damnark (DantonDamnark)Original Concept by Lauren Faust (frye-flye)Tick-Tock-MockEpilogueJiktin, Danton and Yulin were, once again, sitting at their usual spot at the cafe."So you're saying she had a crush on you in school?" asked Yulin."Sounds like she still does" said Jiktin.Danton was still in a state of shock from the events from earlier today."I still don't understand why she made me wear a maid's uniform while I cleaned" said Danton.Yulin smiled and tried to hold back a laugh."I can think of a reason" said Yulin."What is it-" said Danton before he realized what it was.Danton blushed."Oh..." continued Danton.Just then Frilly and Lilly ran past the group but doubled back to meet them up. Frilly was breathing heavily and couldn't talk."Hi everyone" said Lilly who too was out of breath."Why are you two so tired?" asked Danton."No reason" said Lilly
An Angel's DemonI may be a demon,I did come from hell,I don't have a soul,I have horror stories to tell.In a world of darkness,I'm nothing but a shade,A shadow that's stepped on,My best friend is a blade.I crawled out of hell,With bleeding palms and knees,Heartlessness in tacked,Like a killer disease .I am the demon of sorrow,Of lost hope and joy,The ruler of anger,What I touch I destroy.I met a fallen angel,Something I didn't expect,So soft and beautiful,I didn't know we'd connect.I'll never go to heaven,Yet her lips took me there,I couldn't look away,Mesmerized by her stare. Her smile so elegant,With eyes of brilliant blue,Brighter and deeper,Than the sky's which she flew.Her embrace alone,Could heal all my wounds,A laughter so musical,I'd forget I was doomed.I'm demonic at heart,I can't be tamed,Who would've dreamed,It's my heart she claimed.Ive never done good,But it's her I'd protect,I never knew I could love,But now how can I forget.I wish I could he
YoursI love the way you look at meAnd the way you pull my hairI love the way you use the rulerTo make my ass cheeks flareI love the way my collarFastened to my neck makes me completeI love that you always decideWhen I can sleep and bathe and eatI love the way you kiss meWith your hands around my throatI love that underneath my clothesAre secret dirty words you wroteI love the way you tease meUntil Im begging on my kneesI love hearing Im your good girlAnd knowing that I pleaseI love that you own all of meAnd what I give you do returnI love that you always listenAnd are patient as I learnI love that Im your equalEven when Im crawling on all foursBut mostly I love everydayBeing reminded that I am yours
AddictionA lluring face of plastic sensationD ying inside a spinning temptationD iminishing wholeness of feelingI nsanity prevailing every dealingC aving into the decree of lustT aking what's left of trustI tching forever to allayO minous decayN ever ends.
Make A ChangeAround and around and upside down.Some people smile, some people frown.Soft quiet music, heavy metal rock.Some ignore time, some watch the clock.A world full of peace and a world full of pain.Some love the sunshine, others like the rain.Happy married or hurt and divorced.Staying on track or going off course.Make your decision, decide what this means.You can say what you want, peace or believe it's a dream.
affinityThough I've never had the affinityTo consummate aheadWhere truth and beauty areTo her I will be wed.
A gyuloletIttam én már eleget a csalódás poharából...Most szeretnék gyűlölni! Úgy istenigazából!Lángbaborítani e könyörületlen világotMely szeretni nem hagy!Mely gyengédséget nem ad!Kénzáporként szórni fejére az átkotÉs nézni ahogy fetreng!Könyörög!Sivákol!Úgy ahogyan én tettemA sötét magányomban,Mikor árva szívem hevert törve,Darabokban...Majd amikor végre élő hang nem maradt:Özönvízzel mosni el mindent az ég alatt!Most törjönek rombolva, keresztül a gátonKönnyeim melyeketNem tartották számon!És csak nézném mereven, jéghideg szemekkel,Ökölbe szorított, szürke tenyerekkel,Miként söpör végig az elhamvadt poklonBosszúm sötét árja...
A Clone of The Red WheelbarrowA clone of The Red WheelbarrowHidden from thepeopleis a charredmeadowbathed in thebodiesof dead freedomfighters.