
Apocalpyse ChildStanding alone amongst ruins of rubble,
Waits a little angel with eyes expressing fear.
She wears a dress of shining so light and clear,
And in her palm she holds her teddy so tight,
Whilst scarlet skies turn black to herald trouble.
Flames fly high over her raven crown without care,
Scorching grim ground beneath her feet.
But this is no angel that any army can defeat,
She'll break bullets with breath of a terrified sound,
And she'll tame those who torment with her stare.
Standing alone amongst wreckage of war,
Sings a little angel with hands howling pain.
She walks in boots of mourning so brash and vain,
And in her gaze she wiel
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My point of no returnFind your breaking point
Your boiling point
The things that make you cry
Then push it
Take it a bit farther
when your speach is slurred
when your tears are dried
as your body becomes tremors
then push that
push it farther than ever before
when your breath stops
you know whats to come
you die
you die of heartbreak
or you lose your mind
Push that farther
then you'll know
why I cry
You'll have spent a day
in my life
R.I.P Laiken Grace Surette

Being HumanYou could be anybody.
Everything has a right to live.
But it all is made of the beholder because it can't be made out of something else.
"People are funny toys for me.
I know how to rule them very well".
An ordinary writing for a fifteen-year-old with a spiky bracelet and black lipstick.
"I may be Another..."
"People are grey mass!"
"Vampires, werewolves, wizards, boom, boom, bobobobobooooooommmmmm..."
Being human is not in fashion now.
Of course, every thought creates a new world somewhere away.
The world has very own ideas, but we can't reveal them.
"What did I do that everyone treats me in such a way?!
I am too soft, I forgive
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