Disperse."Puck".
I am quite fond of it and have decided to part of BlueAfterMath and move on to PuckTheMischeviant.
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Come and visit.
I won't be updating this one, anymore.
Lay in peace, BlueAfterMath. You will not be forgotten.
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My Pale LotusThe moon hung like a single silver piece on the dark velvet sky covered with sequins and powdered clouds. Snow fluttered down silently, the wind gently gathering them in a whirl into the dark grey stone castle wall. The trees hung bare and the atmosphere was quiet except for slow taps of despair echoing in the top open corridor. And there she appeared; blasphemy against the shadows and the dark, she stood. Her pale skin matching the purest snow that clung to the openings of the hall. Her dark blue cloak held onto her shoulders as she stepped forward. She leaned out toward the opening, her dark brown hair littered with the white flakes of wintMy Pale Lotus
by ~BlueAftermath
Reoccuring.It's back. This overriding thought that haunts the back of my mind while I sit in this hard plastic chair within a luminated classroom; thinking of nothing but him. And I sit, slowly gnawing on my pen to keep my teeth from grinding together as I flip flop this thought through my head. What could he be thinking? I stare blankly into the white dry erase board as the grumbling teacher at the front pokes and prods the board like the Pillsberry Dough Boy. This inner confusion that I feel. It's been there before. The kind of feeling that a kindergartener gets when she doesn't want to share her favorite toy. But I have no say in the matter. I startReoccuring.
by ~BlueAftermath
Random Poem Number 3: FlowThese days are going too long. I would love to say "so long" Don't touch me when I don't know you. You would be marked as a harasser from my view. I would love to burn those books, Not to mention the cheerleaders' fake looks. I would love to finally say what I think Without being called ridiculous, stupid or sent to the shrink. I would love to be out of those halls again No more gossip or rumors then. And who is going with whom? No more relations to be doomed. If only it were summer once more laying on someone's bedroom floor. What do we do now that we have tiRandom Poem Number 3: Flow
by ~BlueAftermath
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