love in change

give it a chance make a little dance, with that passion and dance. live alil be yourself, lack the hate contemplate the love that is walled in with the darkest sins like someones bins. be youself no one else, the music with in the tune to the bin. live...

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Enemy, Chapter 4

But there was also hatred in those green eyes, and i knew her response before she opened her mouth. "do it your own damn self, wolf."

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The End

That thought made me focus on the pain, crave it with a deep hunger full of self-hatred. i wanted them to rupture my gut, splatter my intestines in a fountain of flesh and gore from the pipe.

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Taste of Fire: Thoughts of Hatred

I may be built of hatred, but forgiveness is not beyond me._ _come, come to me my creators! we shall be reunited once more. the song of silence may continue with us. sleep eternal, seek nothing, know nothing._

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A Demonic Christmas...

"that's a good hatred. see you do like your christmas present.

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Shadowflamerenomon Ch. 1

He couldn't seem to control himself as he filled with hatred until he saw the fear in angel's eyes. "angel, i-i'm sorry. please don't be afraid of me.

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Chapter 236 Crushing Hatred

(This was written early just to give you guys a taste of what's to come. Written by Soven.) Ember yawns loudly and lazily stretches out her arms. "Morning, honey." Shes says, stifling the yawn. Snow leans over and kisses her cheek. Ember responds...

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Chapter 23 - Hatred

hatred filled those deep, crimson orbs, and arion's skin crawled as he stared into them. arion opened his muzzle, wanting to apologize or say something, but his mouth felt dry and words seemed impossible.

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Fear and Loathing

It fights with the burning hatred, and the hatred tries to get you to fight it, for the hatred sees it as not right. but the desire will not be ignored. my fur is so soft, my grasp strong, but gentle.

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A Death Knight's Tale

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? she sat up, looking around.

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