QuestionsIt is a wonder This vast existence we call life, An ever-lasting chronicle.Questions
It is an expedition of sorts. Taking people to the depths of chasms And the heights of mountains Throwing raging storms that are followed By the grace of a rainbow.
It is a game of tug-of-war. It jerks you one way And then the other, So indecisive, Until one side finally gives in.
Why is life so unforgiving? When you think things are getting better That precious mercy is pulled away from you Just out of your reach. Life taunts you, Teases yo
Healing LightOh, so merciless,Healing Light
This form of precipitation. Pitter patters and thundering
Come from this condensation creation. Drop by drop it falls From the clouds above my head To produce the millions of drops Of tears that I've shed. Down it falls like cats and dogs To the surface of the earth below To collect in muddy pools I observe through my window. As I watch the waves of rain Cascading through gusts of wind I can only pray to God That a ray of sunlight will ascend And halt my ever depressed state
As rain continues to descend. Why it caus
The Old House Down the StreetIt always seemed so eerie to me, The old house down the street, With creaking doors and wooden floors And furniture covered in sheets.The Old House Down the Street
From the ancient house, "No rays from the heavens came down." Not a person, nor crawling critter, Near the house could be found.
I stared up at the crumbling house Wondering how to begin my quest, When suddenly I realized and thought All "have gone to their eternal rest."
I remember contemplating and
Never seeing this "many a marvelous shrine" With intricately carved architecture "Whose wreathed frie
Lost in the MusicMusic It is repetition: One, two, three, four, one… It is a seemingly endless cycleLost in the Music
That breaks for nothing, The ticking tempo of a metronome Moving back and forth.
It is a byproduct, Pulled and plucked from stings. Black and white keys pounding, And air passing through miniscule tunnels To create the unworldly sounds.
It is the escape,
The escape from pains
Both astral and physical. As long as the mind is entranced It thinks not of the torment of the world But of the rhythmic beats
Pulsing through the body.
Not in Harry Potter: DHQuotes/ words that should be in Harry Potter but Aren’t:Not in Harry Potter: DH
- “Geez, Voldemort, stop acting so gay!”
- Fabulous
- “Bellatrix, stop groping me. Just…just…go stand over there.”
- “Tell me Lucius, who’s the prettiest ballerina of them all?” Voldemort gave a cold smile at the clearly horrified man.
- “Sooo, what’s REALLY going on between his lordship and that snake, hmm?”
-“Wait a minute,” Harry said. “You want me to put this Snitch where now?”
- “What we ne
Stress Relief
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T. Blanchard
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T. Blanchard
how are you??
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T. Blanchard
I'm glad you're not doing TOO bad haha.
How's school going?
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T. Blanchard
i'm passing. haha
What about you??
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