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Failure is my time Failure is my life Failure is what I need To get strong To get better Failure is what I breathe Though sometimes, I wish I can succeed But Failure right now needs me Failure is hoping But slowly i'm fading I then realized, failure is inside of me The failure just wants to be free

Zephyr was the title of the strange object the girl found. The object was golden and had strange markings on it."So this is zephyr huh?" said the girl. She tried to open it,but it wouldn't budge."Why won't this open?" the girl said frustrated."Because you don't know what you are destined for child..." said a voice."Who said that?" the girl asked."I did..." whispered the obect that the girl holds."You can talk?" The girl asked."Yes,but do not worry, for I will aid you once you figure out what I am." Th object said."I already know what you are!You're Zephyr right?" The girl asked."No....that is only the name of my owner." said the object."Then

She starts walking towards the deserted city, waiting for answers that she knew would somehow be here. She keeps looking at the peice of paper wondering what the word "Zephyr" meant. As she was lost in thought....She finally realized that she had made it to the entrance of Tokyo. Right when she was about to enter, a large blob started to ascend from the ground. When the blob was finally on the ground, it started to take form into what it had seemed like a warrior. "Before you continue to the gate, you must past this trial of fate..." The mysterious figure boomed. When he said that, a look of confusion fell on the girl's face. "Do you not know

After school,The whole class crowded around nima.Nima saw they were smiling,but she didn't like the feel of their smile.She decided to read their minds.After she read one of them,she started to run.It only took one word for her to run and that word was malice.Malice was the word she feared the most.Malice was the word that put her down.Malice was the word that made her the person she is today.The word malice was her enemy.The children started to go after her as she started to run."Malice....Malice.."The word faded and came back and forth in nima's head.One of the kids threw a rock at nima.It hit nima's head and snapped nima out of her thinkin

On that fateful day, I look up, saw you, and prayed Oh that fateful day, I really had nothing to say (No way) On our fateful life, we spend our time, lasting together as if it was forever On our fateful night, I saw you and started to cry ( oh why) On that fateful night, I kept asking god to not let you see the light On that fateful night, I watch your soul take flight On that fateful day, I watch them as they take you away On that fateful day, I saw you being buried away On that  fateful night, I look up in the sky On  that fateful night, wishing you would never have to die.........

Is he here yet? Is he here yet? I'll listen with my ear! Waiting for santa claus to be here! Is he here yet? Is he here yet? I left him some nice treats! So he can get something sweet to eat! I don't want to fall asleep! I just want santa to meet me! This is my only true wish! Or you can call it a christmas gift! *Yawns* No! No! I won't fall alsleep! Not until santa comes to meet.... *Yawns* Me.....

The hatred and sorrow creep up to me in despire as I cry with depression, wishing I would malice.The horrer thoughts that I have been thinking about since the incident has happened. The cruel words that I had wish to spit out, but never had. Wanting to be listened to, but instead misunderstood.The dismal that I feel, lost into a deepness of unfairness that I have been brought into. The evil inside me has come out, ready to feed. Life is not fair for me actually life is NEVER fair for me. My happiness has disapeared along with everything else good. I envy those who get happiness from their loved ones.....

   "Hi! My name is nima, and i'm going to be the next soul R.A.K!" "Yeah right!" a boy shouted out. The rest of the class laughed along. Feeling sad nima started to cry. "THATS ENOUGH CLASS!!!!" shouted the teacher. "You kids should be ashamed for treating our new student like that!" "now apologize!" The class looked at each other, sighed, and mumbled "We are sorry!" The teacher was sastified and said "Now class its time to take a pop quiz!" "But we never take a test or quiz because we a geniuses!" one of the kids complained. The teacher made a sinister simile and said " Not until now!" The kids mumbled and complained. "This i