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Bruno Mahinahon Apr 2019
You used to be my dark hose that always took me along
The two of use were a **** team like a pefect song
You save me in that battle on a moonless night
When my soul had died and can no longer fight
Bruno Mahinahon Mar 2019
He got a gift to live in a mysterious dream
Or maybe he was just trapped, where no one could hear his silent screams

His innocence felt so real and true
He had faith in himself that he would make it through.

He had a weakness for ink for it create history
He had witnessed paper carrying realms and ink dissolving hearts in a mystery.
Bruno Mahinahon Mar 2019
Darkness picked him up, and watched him grow for years

He had grown up yo be a man now, and the dark had taken away all his fears

Beneath the shadows of the dark he had spent almost all his life

But he still had a longing for the light, he wanted to feel what it was like.
Bruno Mahinahon Dec 2018
She was just so different and preferred to be alone
Even her stare felt cold and her soul was long gone
Her biggest weakness was food
She needed something to chew for every mood.

She was made of steel forged in the hottest fire
Her strength was her faith and that one true desire
She possessed a dragon's heart
That courage she had was a heavenly moonspark.

She had a smile, only one of a kind
It was just so beautiful, like a happy illusion of the mind
She was short tempered cuz she cared too **** much
But the world was too blind to see real and true emotions as such.

She had that charm and the beauty of the queen
She was the bright streak of light that only night had seen
She had a kind and caring heart
She was a gift of nature's living art.

Her wings were on fire, she was always meant to rise
She was a queen born to avenge the skies
She didn't let go of her humanity even though her heart bleed
And hid the pain in the pages of a book that no one was supposed to read.

— The End —