StoryA Poem by KureraWelcome to my story, It’s not happy and sugared. Dad and mom aren’t proud of me, All the pain I’ve triggered.
I stood up for what I lived for, I fought for the ones I loved. Misjudged and shoved through the floor, The ones I’ve kicked and shoved.
Fear me now, you’ll fear me later, You don’t know who I am. Between us, who is greater? If I win, well I’ll be damned.
Back then I released the evil in me, But even so, I felt strong and free. © 2012 Kurera |
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Added on December 1, 2012 Last Updated on December 1, 2012 AuthorKureraIn the Underworld, fighting demonsAboutWell, what can I say? I'm so weird I don't know what I'm really like, no joke. CX The only obvious thing is that I'm a girl. :P Well, I do admit that I've been sucked down into the darkness of life a.. more..Writing
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