The Angel I Fear
misery, the angel of tragedy, knocks on my door. i open the door, not knowing what awaited me. i gaze at the angel, so pitiful and dreary. she lifts her head, her eyes locking with mine. she walks in, wearing such a forlorn face.
Part two_Collie Point Coffee
"See but i want to break people" said the angry ottragon "but Justin we cant break people, id feel guilty....plus they don't shatter as pretty as my glasses" I was trying to convince him we needed to go break stuff to vent our anger. He looked at me,...
Misery
For fucks sakes, if i wasn't you i would shoot you just to end your misery"_ i finish off my drink, and i put a 20 down and leave, the drink didn't cost that much but i left the rest as tip for the bartender as an apology for being a waist of space at the
Place Your Bets - By Nathan Iverson
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A Task
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bloodshot
I fell into my own trap by wanting you to fall My biggest concern was to break you above all. I wanted you to cry, I wanted you to feel I wanted you to collapse, all 'cause of me. I thought I could play without ever losing a game I thought it...
A Death Knight's Tale
misery. death. anger. hatred. this is what she woke up to... the first thing she saw? darkness. she could feel hard stone underneath her. cold. seeping into her bones. but the cold did not bother her... who was she? what was she doing here?
Miseries Fosterchild
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A share of misery
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Of Magic and Misery
_Double, double toil and trouble;_ _Fire burn, and caldron bubble._ _Cool it with a baboon's blood,_ _Then the charm is firm and good._ _ _ _~_ _Macbeth, William Shakespeare_ Smoke billowed up to the cave's ceiling as a cauldron bubbled and...
Of Magic and Misery
_Double, double toil and trouble;_ _Fire burn, and caldron bubble._ _Cool it with a baboon's blood,_ _Then the charm is firm and good._ _ _ _~_ _Macbeth, William Shakespeare_ Smoke billowed up to the cave's ceiling as a cauldron bubbled and...
Emotions (Series, Chapter 1, revised)
I returned to myself, the pain and misery fresh, my face soaked. i had no idea where i was- some lonely, dark street, engulfed in silence. lost in the memories and misery, i guess my legs wandered of their own will.