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Sex Robot!

Do you wanna get down?

Chershire Cat at my Bedside

Has anyone seen a face so menacing as the Cheshire Cat?

His grin glinting in my eye, I wonder who is this at my bedside?

But be the Cheshire Cat watching me, grinning so violently..

I watched and I waited but he would not disappear, so I drew his face ever so queer.

Alas, he would not fade, just stared and stayed, watching me with his devilish grin.

He knew my mind was gone, as mad as the hatter, as daft as a march hare. He laughed at my pain.

Grinning and waiting, "Could we be friends?" I thought.

I started to draw his face again, trying to better capture the demon's guise.

But with my

Translucent heart

My heart nearly gone, you can see the hole left behind, watching as the blood pumps through.

I don't know if I am stupid or smart, but I can't help but forgive you.

Every thought in my head is silenced and dead, every feeling completely dumb.

My translucent heart, can no longer be torn apart, it is no longer there.

Maybe the light, that shines through that's bright, will spell out the words of my love.

I can't help but say that you caused my pain, but my translucent heart stays numb.

I hope that I did not make a mistake this night, when I say I love you.

The shattered remains I swallowed in

Death is a bitter sweet poet..

I cough up my broken heart,
pieces cut my mouth as I say I still love you

I don't know what to do anymore....

I have such a headache.. The same images keep playing in my head. If you are curious to what they are, read the poem.

I don't know what to do. I am so tired and can't sleep. I don't want to try to be happy anymore.

I should probably go to a hospital again, or something. But they don't really help. I don't want to take drugs ever. I'd rather just die than take drugs.

I know this probably isn't the best place to find help, especially with a serious condition like mine. Nothing anyone can say will make anything better.

I don't know what to do anymore.

A wonderful life..

I was laying there, when I knew, I had to go buy some rope.

I went to the store, made sure that it was thick to support and not break.

I walked out to the old dirt road, the one where the old oak tree grows. So strong in its life, the beauty of its might. The wind blows gently as the leaves fall around me.

I climbed the old oak tree, for there I would wait and see, across the fields, watching as the days go by.

I wrapped the rope around the strong limb. The limb was large enough to hold at least three. Perhaps more, if more were to want to swing beside me in the old oak tree.

The smell of the

FANFICT: A Wanderer from the Negative : PAGE 37

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Suddenly as if the storm had ended and god himself had descended onto the earth, a bright flash of light flooded the earth. I couldn't see anything, the heat was intense. I hid under a desk, closed my eyes, and had to even cover my ears. The light was so bright it was like I could hear it. A sharp note struck so high that it sounded like my ears were going to bleed.

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“I WILL NEVER LOSE AGAINST A DRAC!” She yelled out as she stepped up onto the large Drac's fist and used it to push herself high into the air.

Thrill Killer came back down with heel drop on to top of the big Drac's head. Dropping her other heel into his shoulder. She used the leverage of her heel on the shoulder to kick back upward and kicking him in the chin. This did more damage.

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I continued on walking through the desert, just listening to the radio. I kept thinking about everything in my head. Everything I hated about all that has happened in the world and all that has happened in my life. Why did I even try.. why do I keep surviving..

I kept walking with no direction. The sun was burning my face and hands.

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“Holy Shit!” Electric Night and I said in unison as I removed the helmet.

“Oh my god! She's fucking hott!” Electric Night said staring wide-eyed at the gorgeous dark haired girl. Her hair was long black with a purple highlight running down the front. It went down straight and ended in big curly locks. Her skin was like was caramel, soft and sweet. Her lips where full and painted with a star.