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The Tuxedo Mask Next Door 2
Cyan casually slipped into Diana’s room from the window. It was slightly disturbing how he managed to get so good at this after doing it every night for almost a week. He hadn’t been able to think of a new stunt to do, so instead everything night he came with a new item and a love note for her. Diana seemed to love it.
Unfortunately, this was going to have to be the last night. School was starting tomorrow and he couldn’t keep doing this.
Tonight he had brought a simple heart charmed bracelet for Diana. He placed it on her dresser again and read the not real quick out loud.
“Forgive me, my dear Diana… This will be my last night I will selfishly invade your room. But fear not, I will not be far. I could never be far from you; my heart would cease to beat if not for your beautiful smile.  As always, you’re eternal admirer.”
He  set it down and glanced at the hall as he heard sounds of someone coming up the stairs. He had gotten used
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What do you do
When the world falls apart,
turns to chaos leaving nothing
untouched, unaffected, unhurt...
What do you do,
what do you do.
When everything that mattered
is long gone, nothing more
then a distant memory.
When you're all alone,
forgotten despite all those who
knew you, cared, and loved you...
What do you do,
what do you do.
When everything that mattered
is long gone, nothing more
then a painful memory.
When everyday is a struggle,
to get up and simply live,
to continue, to repeat, to exist...
What do you do,
what do you do.
When everything that mattered
is long gone, nothing more
then a hopeless dream...
What do you do?
What do you do...
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Literature
Oh Baby Doll
When the path has vanished,
and you realize your all alone
where nothing is familiar,
and yet it's all the same...
What are you going to do baby doll?
Now that your life's fallin' apart,
now that your life's at a stand still.
Do you keep walking forward?
Wandering aimlessly through the world,
till your faith and luck finally pay out
or until you reach the end with nothing...
What are you going to do baby doll?
Now that your faced with a choice,
now that you have make your own path.
When all your choices vanish,
and there's no good action
do you act recklessly,
or do you shy away?
What are you going to do baby doll?
Now that there's no time left,
now that you have to make a choice...
What are you going to do baby doll?
Oh, what are you going to do...?
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Literature
Is Wait
I can’t wait anymore,
not another moment.
I just simply can’t,
but I never had a choice.
There’s an illusion.
And then another.
I fall for it every time.
You’re so cruel.
My first kiss went to another,
and to another person went
my untainted love and more.
I’ve lost and given all my firsts.
Do you realize how it hurts,
or how I naïve I am?
I don’t have the luck or
the strength to win out.
I hate you so much,
for taking so long to come.
To appear in my life,
to be more then all others.
You’re suppose to be my true,
yet you take you’re time.
And I lose another piece
of myself, my heart, my hope.
I’m done waiting.
But there’s no actions,
no paths for me to take.
And bitterly, all I can do…
Is wait.
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Literature
In my Heart
It's exists only there,
in my dreams, in my head,
or perhaps instead
one might say my heart.
This desperate desire
is enough to make me
lose sight of everything,
even myself.
Even as I deny it out loud,
it only grows stronger.
It borders on obsession.
I can't stop it.
The overwhelming wish,
that I painfully seek.
The need for the love
that only fairy-tales hold.
It exists only here
in my heart and dreams.
A longing that will
leave me in tears.
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Literature
Expectations of Pride Part 3
It had been two days since that horrible, dreadful experience at martial art class he had attended. While that torture had ended, the other still continued. Well, they had switch to stuffing him lockers this week.
Sleph contemplated his next move while he quietly munched on a carrot. He hated vegetables, but no one would still a vegetable lunch.
That’s when it happened.
“I’m so sorry!!!” He was then hit by a large, solid something and was knocked off the bench he was sitting on.
“Ow!” He struggled and flailed, though gracefully. Don’t ask how that’s possible. That’s when he realized something had wrapped around his arms and was making sounds.
Oh, wait. It was saying something.
“I’m really really sorry! Please come back!” Pleading blue eyes stared at him desperately, tears making them shine.
“You.” Sleph glared at the annoying boy from the martial art class. What was his name? Wait, what did it matter?! “Get off
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Literature
Just Another Christmas
Another Christmas. Another end of the semester. Another set of mid-term papers to grade.
Dream sighed as pulled his scarf more tightly around him to keep out the cold weather as he walked back to his apartment. He never really liked Christmas, though his brother Nightmare always tried so hard and seem to love it. He didn’t have anyone to give presents to, except Nightmare. But Dream preferred to consider that a good thing. After all, saved him money.
He did have to leave his door unlocked during Christmas time since he never knew when his brother would randomly show up. He usually did. And would walk him up demanding cookies.
Dream sighed again as he walked into his dark apartment. He flipped on the kitchen light, but didn’t bother with the rest. He began pulling out all of the papers he had to grade and set them out. Without any thought he worked diligently on finishing them all in the dead silence of the apartment.
Without meaning to, sometime during the night while grading
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Literature
The Silence Will Break 2
Kiekoru went to school the next day. Only a few people asked him what happened yesterday, he simply shrugged and let them assume it was because he was sick. He managed to retrieve his book bag without any trouble. Other then that, it was a quiet day.
If anyone had been looking for something that was out of the norm, they would have noticed a hawk sitting in one of the trees outside the school. Any bird lover could tell you hawks avoided cities. Also, if anyone had been looking for something unusual they would have noticed the wind was coming from the east, which was rare at this time of the year.
Someone might have noticed that Kiekoru tapping his foot anxiously all day, but no one did. After all, these were only small signs. It’s not like they predicted the end of the world.
Kiekoru walked out of the school into with the unusual wind that carried a sent of the forest. The hawk took off into the sky, its great wing span quickly taking it out of sight. Kiekoru started his trek home
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The Silence Will Break 1
To Mr. Thompson it was just another day. He woke up at his usual 6:30 in the morning. He took a shower, and had a cup of coffee before heading out the door. He then finished his second cup on his way to work. He arrived at school at approximately 7:25 a.m., like most mornings. He sat at his desk and began to grade papers. About 7:50 a.m. the early students started to fill in. Followed by the rest. He would then turn on the television to one of the news stations as he walked to the door and waited for the last set of stranglers to come in before shutting the door and returning to his grading.
Yes, it was the same as any other day to Mr. Thompson as he half listened to the news. “… Eric Vaush, the CEO of Calbestone Technologies, is announcing his newest project…”
Then without any warning Mr. Thompson heard a clank of something hitting the ground. He immediately looked up to see one of his students running past him. He stood up as the student panicked as he tried to op
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Expectations of Pride Part 2
Sleph had already managed to alienate all he had run into upper-classmen. He was scorned by the sophomores whose classes he shared with. And his own class… well, they were already used to hating him so it didn’t really matter. What was new was Sleph actually had to be careful where he walked. After the first meeting of the toilet courtesy of a senior he realized he needed a new approach to the whole situation.
There was only two options that Sleph could think of. The first was to find henchmen to help protect him. The other was to learn how to defend himself. Of course, backing off and not stepping on people’s toes didn’t even register in his mind.
While the first one was the most appealing, it wasn’t very practical. After all, to have henchmen you had to be able to offer them something for their services. Sleph wasn’t rich enough to pay someone off, yet. He wasn’t powerful enough to threaten people, yet. And he wasn’t respected or adored enough
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Literature
Expectations of Pride Part 1
The nerve. The gull. The completely and utter disrespect!!
Freshmen Sleph Erran positively radiated anger as he stormed after the senior who had just pushed him out the way. No one ever treated him like that. No one.
“You!!” He yelled after the senior. He grabbed his arm when he finally managed to catch up. He jerked him to face him.
He glared unwaveringly as the foot taller senior glared down at him. “What the hell do you want fishie?”
Oh. He didn’t just insult him on top of it? He did. Sleph growled for a moment and pushed his glasses back up his nose. “I demand an apology.”
The senior stared at him before he looked at his friends. They all laughed.
That was all Sleph could take as he lunged at the senior. He knocked him to the due to the senior’s surprise. He then punched as hard as he could in the face before the senior’s friends attempted drag him off.
Sleph hissed as his wrist was gripped to tightly. He bit the hand as hard as he could
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The Silence Will Break Pro.
Kiekoru sat quietly in his seat as the teacher drone on. He quietly and unobtrusively made his way to his next class when the bell rang. He would later eat lunch by himself in silence outside at the back of the school. He would then without a word anyone walk home.
Kiekoru was one of those people who was just always quiet. Never fit in. But he wasn't a geek or nerd. He wasn't one of those kids that you feel that there's just somethings in their heads that just don't connect. No, Kiekoru was one of those people that didn't really matter if they were there or not on any given day. No one noticed if he was, no one cared if he wasn't.
So Kiekoru's school life was very quiet. His social life non-existent. His family life... well, depends on what aspect you're talking about.
Kiekoru opened the door to an old two story house that was squashed in between the many similar old two story houses. He quietly closed the door, but that didn't matter. His grandfather always knew when he was home.
"Kie
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Literature
May Everyone Find Happiness
In this world that can be so cruel,
never giving us a break.
Always pushing, always pulling,
till we can't stand up anymore
and we fall.
I hope everyone find it,
the one thing in this world
that no matter what happens
as soon as we return to it,
we can keep going on.
Whether it is someone to hold,
it is the voice inside your head,
or the voice over a phone,
a childhood object,
all that matters is it exists.
Because happiness is vague,
and we must define it to fit.
But whatever holds it
or creates it.
May everyone find their happiness.
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Literature
How do I...?
Since you kissed me,
I've been swamped with emotions
of every possible degree and strength,
but only one question...
I had all but given up,
only to have my hopes raised again.
I almost could have died happy,
except that you...
Captured, stolen, possessing.
Or maybe my heart simply
always has been yours,
but if that's true, shouldn't you have...?
Now and even after,
there's no one else but you.
It's enough to make me fear
every word and action because...
You may not love me,
felt the same way,
never said those words...
How do I get you to love me?
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Literature
Letting you know
I don’t know why,
but you’re on my mind.
We’ve only just met
and yet I’m  already falling.
I’m lost and desperate for you,
and it shocks me to the core.
I’ve never wanted anyone
this much so fast.
Never ever wanted
someone’s touch this bad.
Every time we met,
that’s one more beat
my heart skips.
You probably don’t know it,
and I doubt you’d care.
But when you walk in the room,
I’m someone new.
I’m shy and giddy just talking to you,
and I just don’t know what to do.
I’ve never watched someone,
for as long as I have you.
Never ever needed
someone’s attention so badly.
Every time you smile,
that’s one more breathe
I forget to take.
I don’t know why,
but I might be in love.
We haven’t even kissed,
and yet it doesn’t matter.
I’m terrified and completely yours,
and I’m just letting you know.
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Literature
When Fate Disagrees Part 3
Chalice didn't live very far from the college where he had spent three years of his life. No. He lived only an hour and a half away. Enough that his parents allowed him to get a dorm rather then commute, but not far enough away that he couldn't visit them often. Though, thinking back now… he had almost never visited them.
He sighed, not paying attention to anything around him. Another wave a realizations hit. He was a bad son, a bad older brother, a bad friend, and more then likely a bad boyfriend. But at least that could be crossed off the list now since he had been dumped, he thought bitterly.
"Earth to Chalice!! Wait on the customer or I'll fire you!!"
Chalice jumped a bit and turned to look at the manager. His manager. The manager of the local burger place in town where he had gotten a job at just to get away from his family's constant questions. He winced a bit at the glare he received and looked at the customer, who was giving him a glare that was just as angry as his manager's.
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Literature
Me All Over...
Me All Over
Lonely and alone,
Lively and happy,
Emotional and sad,
It’s me all over.
Getting by every day,
Just keep on foot in font of the other,
Gravity pulls my head to the ground,
Take little notice of the comments.
Friendly and friendless,
Talented and unknown,
Bright and unseen,
It’s me all over.
Eyes on the floor,
Always trying to do my best,
With stupid quotes and broken hearts,
Not what the label says.
Loving and broken hearted,
Fragile and strong,
Imperfect and mucked up,
It’s me all over…
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Literature
Would
Wouldn't it be great if nature had a voice,
Or a choice,
To how she is used,
And abused?
Wouldn't it be wonderful if mankind learned from the past,
And their memories would last,
Beyond a days time,
Within a child's mind?
Wouldn't it be just pleasant,
If there were never any peasants,
And Equality was not just a Pauper's dream,
But flowed through the lands like honey and cream?
Wouldn't the world be more like heaven,
If for a day we all could fathom,
How it is to live our enemy's lives,
And see the world through different eyes?
Wouldn't it be perfect for you and me,
To danced together forever free,
On a field full of spring time bloom,
As in the west, the sun is replaced by the moon?
Imagine if you kindly will,
A world where time is always still,
For all the clocks have long ago broke,
After years of making mankind choke.
Imagine summer days without electricity,
Away from the congestion of the city,
Where children can run and play,
In the true heat of the day.
Wouldn't it just be joyou
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Must Have Been In Heaven
"Shit..."
The blonde man stared at the watch that was prematurely strapped onto his wrist, clutching his shirt which had yet to be put on.  He bustled around his economically spaced apartment in search of his shoes, but with less luck than he had hoped to have.  
He slipped on his shirt, buttoning it and neglecting to tuck it into his drawstring khakis.  He quickly glanced at himself in the mirror and struck a few private poses, winking at himself and snorting at his own foolishness.  He stood there a moment and took a deep breath.
"This is the day, let's not be later than we already are," he muttered to himself.
He walked out the door, grasping for the lock as he closed the door behind him, looking at a stray piece of paper, as simple and ragged as a shopping list.  He ran his eyes from top to bottom and persued it from the top.
He was quickly taking long strides down a cracked sidewalk, turning around occasionally, looking at all the
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Emotional Graffitti
I'm becoming two-deminsional
fading into the background.
And you know how much I hate it,
That you can't appreciate it.
The way I think and everything
I do.
And if you'd give me a second glance,
Would I even have anything to prove?
And it all seems
So surreal,
Everytime that I wake up,
And nothing's here beside me,
To keep me warm.
(I miss your touch)
Fading quickly
Into the background,
Falling so far
I become the ground.
Becoming two demensional
Just sentimental, sentimental,
graffitti at the wall
Watch me as I start to fall
Mark up that emotional, emotional,
graffitti on the wall.
And everything is fading fast,
Like a blur, it's already passed,
Long before I ever saw it arrive.
I gonna drown,
That broken down,
Unappealing,
Pact sealing,
Uninspired,
Down and tired,
Graffitti on the wall.
Graffitti on the wall.
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Minias Tears
Little ones, my little ones
Back to class I plea
Or from the future saviours
You will have to flee
Your pixie might is none at all
Against these humble foes
That makes your death more pitiful
Where no great hero now can go
Oh little ones, I cannot save
Whilst you run outside these walls
I cannot fight your fights for you
Or better make your falls
Watch you now for heroes blade
And tooth and bitter claw
Your blood they seek to spill my loves
To help them strengthen more.
All I want is Mischief taught
Though you know it on your own
All I want is keep you safe
In Minia, simple home
I stand alone within this room
And weep for all that's lost
As the little heroes slay
Uncaring of the cost
How will I tell your parents
Or will they die as well
Butterflies fluttering safely by
Where pixie blood has fell
Crumpled corpses laugh no more
Beneath the mighty tree
And I am the last alive
And only I can see
Little ones, my little ones
Rest you well in death
I'll cry my tears alone loves
And sit here l
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Literature
beginning...
I felt you cling to me as you cried, and I felt like the lowest scum on the planet as your tears soaked through my shirt.  I stared down at you, one of my closest friends, as your fists clutched handfuls of my shirt, as your happy futures fled into the darkest corners of your mind like startled deer.
I felt wrong as I watched you cry; my emotions cried uncomfortably within me, begging to be heard.  I knew the way you felt about me; I could barely ignore it, with the looks you gave, the way you treated me; that slight bit of preferential treatment that nobody else seemed to merit.
I also knew that you deserved so much more.
While you were here, crying against my chest while I held my arms stiff at my side, there was doubtlessly another man out there who would hold you close, whisper comforting words into your ear, brush a kiss across your forehead.  I thought through all of these things, but my arms refused to act.  I froze up.
I could sense your
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Arianna
I dream of your fiery hair,
Its subtle tones that glow
Dream of your sweet kisses
That only I should know
Yet I fear the thought of ever
Just me and thee for all
I cannot offer what you want
And it makes me seem so cruel
Love and me have passing trade
For coin or secrets sold
And though you are such beautiful
My soul is bitter old.
I see you when I close my eyes
Feel your skin beneath my touch
I want to make you smile love
I owe you least that much
Don't hate me when I cannot be
The warmest love about
Hate not the siren that I am
And never me you doubt
I look into your eyes
As black and deep as mine
And wonder what life would be like
If I had you for all time
Whisper words of sweet remorse
Use my trade and art
And try to stem away the future
When we will no doubt part.
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immortal
The slow drip of winter rain
The soft ache, awakened pain
The cross words and angry sighs
Frayed tempers, and stupid lies
The coming of age, the end of men
The loss of youth, and joy again
The wrinkling of skin,  the cracking bones
The constant journey from home to home
I look and talk, and age and die
We grow in pain, a death like sigh
Lay my head, down to rest
And feel my heart slow in my chest
I'll watch my breathing fade away
And know no more the words to say
I'll close my eyes, and know when
And take the choice to die again.
You hold a babe, in swadled arms
And promise it shall never be harmed
And watch it grow, and smile and play
We choose to postpone our death today
Hope to live in your children
And make your stamp on them unbidden
You know that life circles on
And understand death has again won.
The circle carries on without us
I live, I breathe, I die alone
You come, you go, you hope
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Amanda
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I'm posting a journal entry. The second time since I've been on deviantart. ^^; I just had a random urge to do so, and here it is. I just noticed today that I have a total of 41 deviations. Which, I know compared to most people that isn't a lot, but to me it's an achievement. I never thought I would write this much in my life, but I'm happy I am. I've came a long way in my writing of stories and poetry, and I can't help but be proud of myself. I know I still have a long way to go before I'm entitled to any bragging rights. I suppose I'd like to thank everyone who reads my stories and poems. It really does encourage me to keep posting more when I know I have people that will read them. So thank you very much. *bows*

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textme0009 Featured By Owner May 29, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
hey read one of your poems last night on my phone and the first thing I did on my computer is friend you :) you are amazing sorry if I'm like the 1000th person who told you that
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threej194 Featured By Owner Aug 1, 2010
Hey I write poems too, chech out my page and give me some feedback good or bad ....thank you for being a gifted writer.
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Keimichi Featured By Owner May 3, 2009  Hobbyist Digital Artist
WAIT! You have an character named Lyanda? I also do! O__o

Wow, the world today is so small...
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gemasis123 Featured By Owner Apr 6, 2009
hi so what are you doing these days ?
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Blackangle124 Featured By Owner Mar 4, 2009
You are one of the best poets that i know of.
I love your work and anyone who reads it can relate to it in some way.
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gemasis123 Featured By Owner Feb 5, 2009
hey its been along time seen i taked to you ... how are you ?
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roleplay Featured By Owner May 6, 2008
Well done.
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ReD-TearS-Cry Featured By Owner Apr 18, 2008
np. awsome work
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brokenhearts13 Featured By Owner Mar 15, 2008  Student Artist
ur welcome!!
FOLLOW THE INSTRUCTIONS -
DO NOT CHEAT
OR IT WON'T WORK AND
YOU WILL WISH YOU HADN`T.

TAKE 3 MINUTES
TRY THIS - IT WILL FREAK YOU OUT.

THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO ME SAID
HER WISH CAME TRUE 10 MINUTES AFTER SHE FORWARDED THE EMAIL

NO CHEATING !!!!









THIS GAME HAS A FUNNY / CREEPY OUTCOME.

DO NOT READ AHEAD, JUST DO IT.

IT TAKES ABOUT 3 MINUTES - WORTH A TRY

1st. Get PEN and PAPER

2nd. WHEN CHOOSING NAMES, MAKE SURE THEY ARE REAL PEOPLE THAT YOU ACTUALLY KNOW

3rd. GO WITH YOUR FIRST INSTINCTS !!!!! Very important for good results.

4th. SCROLL DOWN

ONE LINE AT THE TIME
DON`T READ AHEAD
otherwise
YOU WILL RUIN THE FUN.









1. On a blank sheet of paper, WRITE NUMBERS 1 through 11 in a COLUMN on the LEFT.












2. BESIDE the NUMBERS 1 & 2 ,

WRITE DOWN ANY
2 NUMBERS YOU WANT..

DO YOU HAVE A FAVORITE NUMBER?














3. BESIDE the NUMBERS 3 & 7 ,

WRITE DOWN THE NAMES OF TWO MEMBERS
OF THE OPPOSITE SEX.











CAUTION: DO NOT LOOK AHEAD or IT WILL NOT TURN OUT RIGHT














4. WRITE ANYONES NAME

(like FRIENDS or FAMILY...)
next to 4, 5, & 6 .













DON`T CHEAT OR YOU`LL BE UPSET THAT YOU DID













5. WRITE down FOUR SONG TITLES in 8, 9, 10, & 11
















6. Finally,

MAKE A WISH

















ARE YOU READY?
HERE IS THE

KEY TO THE GAME


1. THE NUMBER of PEOPLE YOU MUST TELL ABOUT THIS GAME is found in

SPACE 2





2. THE PERSON IN SPACE

3 IS THE ONE YOU LOVE






3. THE PERSON YOU LIKE but your relationship CANNOT WORK is in

SPACE 7






4. YOU CARE MOST about the PERSON you put in

SPACE 4







5. THE PERSON YOU NAME IN NUMBER 5 IS THE ONE WHO

KNOWS YOU VERY WELL.







6. THE PERSON YOU NAMED IN 6 IS YOUR

LUCKY STAR







7. THE SONG IN 8 IS THE SONG THAT MATCHES WITH THE

PERSON IN NUMBER 3






8. THE TITLE IN 9 IS THE SONG FOR THE

PERSON IN 7







9. THE 10 TH SPACE IS THE SONG THAT TELLS YOU MOST ABOUT

YOUR MIND






10. AND 11 IS THE SONG TELLING HOW YOU

FEEL ABOUT LIFE






11. NUMBER 1 IS YOUR

LUCKY NUMBER

SEND THIS TO A MINIMUM OF
10 PEOPLE
WITHIN AN HOUR OF READING THIS.



IF YOU DO, YOUR WISH WILL COME TRUE.

IF YOU FAIL TO, IT WILL BECOME THE OPPOSITE

STRANGE HOW IT SEEMS TO WORK.
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