A persons greatest enemy is his mouth, but there is no sharper sword than the tongue. Master it and it will be your greatest ally

She held the flower stiffly, watching the petals fall away one by one.
Her mother. her father. her friends. all of them left this little flower.
Now all that's left is a thorny stick unwanted and useless.
Don't bother picking it up it will only ***** you.
It's fragrance is gone . . .
Leave it there . . . everyone else did.

This was not his home, but He loved it like it was.
He had no hooves though he fought like a Stallion.
He had no claws, though he fought like a griffin.
He had no Scales, though he fought like a dragon,
and though he had no wings he rose above all.

May he rest in peace..

Hope is a myth.

To live is to die, to die is to die, there is no hope.

I see the world ashen, aflame, burned, scorched, molten, squelched.
My soul thirst for that which is right; it cries out for goodness, is weeps for justice!
The world mourns the dead, I mourn the world.
All my rising is a burden, better had it been if I was never born than to witness the destruction of the world I came into.
Life is an unending road of burning tires and weeping mothers. All my hope is turned to despair.

P is for pony F is for friends, but M is for magic where fun never ends.

why is this pony wearing a dress, why is she singing that friendship is best?

Just watch them dance and sing and fly, some ponies have wings and some are quite shy.

why I once saw a pony so colorful and cool, she beat up a dragon with hind hoofs and a stool.

but in all of Equestria there stands one above the rest, her name is Twilight Sparkle and she's simply the best.

Oh my mistress of the night,
I am but a dog upon your site,
oh my mistress wont you walk me? beat me raw when I am naughty?

Your hair is long and full of stars,
pleas share them with me, choke me hard.
Bow wow I say when I am cuffed, Oh Luna my dear I like it woof.

Snap your whip and make me swoon
make me howl up at your moon
but if I've howled unto your liking, let me mount you like a viking.

I'm bad, I'm a devilishly slimy man,
with wicked and vile intentions,
and a infernal and hellish plan.

Corruptive and pervasive, and all together sick,
unholy and despicable with ugly hellish wit.

A genius in sheep's clothing, a devil in disguise,
my words are sweet as honey but I'm planning your demise.

You'll never see it coming, in your mind I'm your best friend,
like adding sugar to a meal, it'll taste sweeter in the end.

I'll see your face in shock,
that I would have stabbed you so,
I'll grin a evil grin and stare into your soul.

your blood will spit and spurt,
and I'll watch it with such glee,
and all the while you'll know
it was all because of me.

you'll finally breathe your last,
it will fill me with such joy;
to know that you never knew
that you were simply just my toy.