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<----moon |||||bell-please can i have a cat alex-no u cant even take care of the fish u have ash-ya i feed the fish if u did it would be dead by now bell-sssoooo can i still have a cat

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darkness by alex

I had a dream, which was not all a dream.
The bright sun was extinguished, and the stars
Did wander darkling in the eternal space,
Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth
Swung blind and blackening in the moonless air;
Morn came and went—and came, and brought no day,
And men forgot their passions in the dread
Of this their desolation; and all hearts
Were chilled into a selfish prayer for light;
And they did live by watchfires—and the thrones,
The palaces of crowned kings—the huts,
The habitations of all things which dwell,
Were burnt for beacons; cities were consumed,
And men were gathered round their blazing homes
To look once more into each other's face;
Happy were those which dwelt within the eye
Of the volcanoes, and their mountain-torch;
A fearful hope was all the world contained;
Forests were set on fire—but hour by hour
They fell and faded—and the crackling trunks
Extinguished with a crash—and all was black.
The brows of men by the despairing light
Wore an unearthly aspect, as by fits
The flashes fell upon them: some lay down
And hid their eyes and wept; and some did rest
Their chins upon their clenched hands, and smiled;
And others hurried to and fro, and fed
Their funeral piles with fuel, and looked up
With mad disquietude on the dull sky,
The pall of a past world; and then again
With curses cast them down upon the dust,
And gnashed their teeth and howled; the wild birds shrieked,
And, terrified, did flutter on the ground,
And flap their useless wings; the wildest brutes
Came tame and tremulous; and vipers crawled
And twined themselves among the multitude,
Hissing, but stingless—they were slain for food;
And War, which for a moment was no more,
Did glut himself again;—a meal was bought
With blood, and each sate sullenly apart
Gorging himself in gloom: no love was left;
All earth was but one thought—and that was death,
Immediate and inglorious; and the pang
Of famine fed upon all entrails—men
Died, and their bones were tombless as their flesh;
The meagre by the meagre were devoured,
Even dogs assailed their masters, all save one,
And he was faithful to a corse, and kept
The birds and beasts and famished men at bay,
Till hunger clung them, or the drooping dead
Lured their lank jaws; himself sought out no food,
But with a piteous and perpetual moan,
And a quick desolate cry, licking the hand
Which answered not with a caress—he died.
The crowd was famished by degrees; but two
Of an enormous city did survive,
And they were enemies: they met beside
The dying embers of an altar-place
Where had been heaped a mass of holy things
For an unholy usage: they raked up,
And shivering scraped with their cold skeleton hands
The feeble ashes, and their feeble breath
Blew for a little life, and made a flame
Which was a mockery; then they lifted up
Their eyes as it grew lighter, and beheld
Each other's aspects—saw, and shrieked, and died—
Even of their mutual hideousness they died,
Unknowing who he was upon whose brow
Famine had written Fiend. The world was void,
The populous and the powerful was a lump,
Seasonless, herbless, treeless, manless, lifeless—
A lump of death—a chaos of hard clay.
The rivers, lakes, and ocean all stood still,
And nothing stirred within their silent depths;
Ships sailorless lay rotting on the sea,
And their masts fell down piecemeal; as they dropped
They slept on the abyss without a surge—
The waves were dead; the tides were in their grave,
The Moon, their mistress, had expired before;
The winds were withered in the stagnant air,
And the clouds perished! Darkness had no need
Of aid from them—She was the Universe!

its us

about me-ya ya ya i no my name is a boy's name so what it's to ya lol just kidding and im the pincess of the moon ssshhhh dont tell thats y i changed my hair color
crush-not anymore
on who-no
power-contruls water
wat am I-princess of the moon and a vampier now

about me-ya dont really need need to much about me
looking-no to hurt
power-contruls fire
what am I-princ of the moon cuz of my sisters

about me-ash is my sisy and alex is my bro and in the younges
striged as a circal
crush-dont have on
on who-slow people
power-controls air
wat am I-princess of the moon

about me-not part of the famliy just a close friend
looking-i think i found her
on who-its a girl
power-controls water
wat am I-a friend of the prince of the moon i was odered to keep an eye on ash

about me- im the younges im a pricess and i love wolfs there so cute but sha-sha said that they cen be trick some times i dont no wat that means but i still like them
crush-i dont no yet
looking-im 7
on who-um i guess no one
power-i can talk to animals
wat am I-the youngest pricess of the moon

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At 6:26pm on October 22, 2010, got to love us said…
ash-sorry we
midnight-we only keep cool ones

At 7:06am on October 7, 2010, got to love us said…
help me by bell

the sun gives us wormth
yetim always cold
the moon gives us light at night
yet i cant see with the darkness everywere
the earth gives us a home and air to breath
yet im alone in my house and i fell like im losing air slow but losing
blood keeps us living
but the felling to bleed fells my body
soon u will see that i need love but till then i will sit here and die alone
At 7:24pm on October 6, 2010, got to love us said…
dark night by ash

In a dark night, when the light
burning was the burning of love
as I stole from my dark house, dark
house that was silent, grave, sleeping,--

by the staircase that was secret, hidden,
safe: disguised by darkness
by darkness and by cunning, dark
house that was silent, grave, sleeping--;

in that sweet night, secret, seen by
no one and seeing
nothing, my only light or
the burning in my burning heart,

night was the guide
to the place where he for whom I
waited, whom I had long ago chosen,
waits: night
brighter than noon, in which none can see--;

night was the guide
sweeter than the sun raw at
dawn, for there the burning bridegroom is
and he who chose at last is chosen.

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