PainkillerHe eased the pain, the troubles drifted away, down the drain in a red swirl. Things were dimming, but shone brighter than before. All those problems, all those memories, just soaked in water. Things looked better, brighter, happier for me as I lived my last few seconds on the grim earth. Slowly letting go of my magic painkiller, I traced the heavenly tool on the white, tainted tub. Bliss, I finally felt how it feels. I was finally happy. I was finally free. I was finally dead.Painkiller
For Her Written on the wall, not a single spot left open, was a message. A love poem for the darling, who never knew he existed. Written in his own blood, he poured his heart and soul into the bloody masterpiece, showing his true affection towards the girl. Laying motionlessly on the marble floor, bathing in his red bath, he awaited his darling to arrive. Minutes, turning to hours, days, months, years, he still stayed. Hoping, hoping his darling will come for him. His hopes never faded, nor did his spirit and love for this girl, he stayed strong in his beliefs. Completely unaware that his darling had passed away doing the same thingFor Her
Ergh
Not Impressed
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...In Bed
Anime phase long over. Please remove the 'chan' out of my name.
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Second place is the First loser
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Second place is the First loser
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