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copyright Salgoo She likes this boy, who everyone thinks is gay. She likes him since he has passed by her. She likes him because he is cute, and he reminds her of the other. A smile has been sewed on her lips, and not even a bleach could erase it. He is a prince for her, but what about her in his eyes? She sneaks glances like a thief, but when their eyes meet, she melts. On weekends she dress like a pauper, while on weekdays she dresses like a princess. But did he notice, for his eyes is fixed on the others. Once again she has fallen for a boy, a boy she could not own.

copyright to Aeppol She's a rare fish in the sea,    A fair maiden you will see. Her voice is as  golden as a bell,    Surely, you'll be under her spell. Never underestimate her charm,    For she's a lady who can harm. Sailors lost their sanity,    For her everlasting beauty. Ariel is not her name,    But she's a mermaid with a flame. Her hair might not be fiery red,    But she's as fierce as a thunderhead. She didn't dream of walking in the streets,    But she dreams of swimming in the streams. Look into her eyes,    And galaxy you will see. Trust her with all your heart,    And death you will meet. She's a rare fish in the sea,    A lovely maiden in disguise.

copyrights to Aeppol A young heart has learned a word,     A word that makes things fun and exciting. A liking to the word has turned her into a princess,     A princess who dreams of happily ever after. At a very young age, her vocabulary expanded,     Yet worlds around her collided. The young heart beats for a boy,     A boy who was as innocent as a lamb. This boy has taught her a word,     A word that made her change her world. She learned to fight for the heart,     And this word became her sword. The young heart blossoms like flowers in the spring,     And she has grown a pair of wings. The single word that she learns from her younger years,     Became two like a pair of twins. The words might look the same,     Yet they mean differently. The young heart was as grown up as a tree,     Yet she became confused with all the words she...

copyright of Salgoo One day she's here, The next day she's gone. She was asking to be saved, Yet she had drowned. She stopped shouting, Because she know it's in ending. Her smile had faded. But her memory remained. Her laughter had vanished, And only her cries could be heard. Her happiness wrapped us with comfort Yet her sadness swallowed us whole. One day she's here. But the next day she was gone.

©  Salgoo               There was a girl who lived beyond the woods away from the town and she was happily living on her own. She wasn't bother about what others have for she was contented for everything she had. She was happy living in a small cottage with enough food and she wasn't lonely at all for she had her animal friends who kept her company. Until one day an old woman knocked on her door and asked for a glass of water, but the girl didn't just give her a glass of water, she also gave her a slice of bread.  The old woman saw the girl's kindness, so she gave her a present before she left, but the girl didn’t know what to do with the gift she had received. She stared at it for quite some time as if it would reveal itself, but time passed by and nothing happened with it , so the girl set it aside on the table and went on with her chores. The next day, a man with fox ears and wearing a tail coat and a brimmed hat came into h...

One day, I'll be in love,       I'll feel the butterflies in my stomach,       and my heart will skip a beat. One day, I'll be broken and hurt,       I'll feel pain in my heart,       and tears will flood the world. One day, I'l be fine,       I won't remember you anymore,       and I'll be happy with my life. One day, I will finally find someone,        who will love me until the end of time,        and will love me no matter what.

I run and hide away from you, For I don't like to talk to you. I pretend that I don't know you, For I don't want to be with you. I put a barrier to keep you away, but you still find a way. I'm ready to kill you, but you touched my heart. I changed my mind like the weather, and I hate you for that. You covered the distance that I put, and break everything that keeps us apart. I run and hide away from you, For I might fall for you. I pretend that I don't know you, For I'm scared that you might be the one.

Fame and glory that's what they want, Yet they make their way no matter what. They followed the master of greed and envy, And continuously lost their way. A road they should not take, but risk it all, Death may be the end result, but nothing beats it all. Fame and glory become their name, Love and Faith become their enemy. Going back won't be the same for all things gone and faded. Redemption they should seek and atonement they should make. Let them wander more, then find their way back home. When you meet the master of envy and greed, Make haste and run for your life. Hide if you can and never seek for them. Let your faith guide you, and love be your tool. Love and Faith will help you all the way, While fame and glory will drag you down.

In the break of dawn, I see hope. Ere long the days that our friendship breaks. The strings that connect us has been cut in half, That neither dwarf or elf could mend. Long before the dusk, in a room we stood. The rain pours and the water falls in an endless depths, Our friendship ends and could not be made. If long ago I care enough maybe things will be the same. In the barren days when witches are burn in stake, You save me in my greatest despair, but never did I save your life. For I'm no warrior who will run into the fire. Furthermore, I'm no friend at all, just an old lost thing in a wreck. 

Before the semester ends, He was dead. He was found dead near the lake. The police said that he had killed himself, drowned himself to death. His mother hysterically cried on the banks, his father was keeping himself in control, trying to be strong for his family, and his girlfriend was hugging her friend, crying. They could not believe that he could do it, because he was such a nice guy, a loving son and a good boyfriend. He could not do such thing because he was a happy guy, a contented one and he had everything he could ask for, but they didn't know he was murdered. He was murdered by prejudice, by envy and by angst. Before the semester ends, he is dead. He was murdered, but nobody knew, because everybody thought that he had committed suicide.

We didn't meet on Hogwarts Express on September 1st when we were eleven. You were not seated in a compartment with the boy who lived, and I wasn't helping a boy look for his toad Trevor, because we met on the 7th of June, in a room with forty - eight students. I was seated on the other side of the room with my girlfriends and I didn't even knew you existed. You didn't have freckles on your cheeks or ginger hair, instead you have girlish cheek and ebony messy hair, nevertheless you had siblings. Neither do I have bushy hair nor two big front teeth like a rabbit, but I'm a know - it - all and annoying. I had never corrected you in pronunciation or helped you in your homework during that year, because never I even laid eyes on you or thought that you're in our class. We're not in a group of three. We never spoke in whisper and thought that our teacher was about to kill your best mate or even try to sneak a dragon to the highest tower in our school. Most...