I know this wasn’t exactly the challenge...
But I still consider myself a kid learning from all the adults in the world
So here's what I believe:
1. There is good in everyone
2. If you want to be stronger than hate you have to love stronger
3. Hating never positively affected anything
4. Nothing is more powerful than the friends you make
5. Chess is one of the best games
6. Some people get lost in trying to be cool and don't see a way out, but they way out is to be yourself and you will see the people who have done the same
7. If you work hard enough for something you can get it
8. People always told me when I grow up I won't be the same, I am still the same and now they applaud who I am
9. Don't change for those around you
10. If you show everyone love, you will feel beeter in the end
11. Don't be afraid to be vulnerable
12. Make good friends
13. The things you regret in life are the risks you don't take
14. If getting A's in school isn't cool then watch me burn
15. If being nice isn't cool then watch me be the sun
16. If you want to be good at something, practice
I once heard someone say that everyone gets old, but not everyone grows up. Some people grow up before they get old.
17. Never rush yourself to do something (unless you are procrastinating, then you should actually get that done)
Dark Lily
A singular Lily, who holds the essence of Life and Peace wades the soft pond with glee, relishing in the peace it brought. As the Moon rose from the abyss and the Sun fell into the abyss, a rustle sounded out in the peaceful pond and the Lily, oblivious to the new presence, fell into a slumber.
A thorn vine, which held the essence of Death and Despair rose above the pond and slowly, as if it would shrivel from any sort of detection, wrapped itself around the Lily and began to let its branches venture into the Lily. The Lily, ironically, did not wail, cry, or show any form of pain. In fact, it seemed as if it... embraced the thorns growing in its heart. But, Black Midnight, began to spread over the flower, twisting it and destroying the peace it once had.
The Lily once a symbol of Life and Prosperity has now turned into a being of both Death and Life, Chaos and Order.
Siren
The creak of old ship beams
the sighs of tired men
fog drifts over water
like paper pressed to pen
Out past the bowsprit
from the unseen beyond
comes a voice like spun gold
casting spells with no wand
Pressed flat to the deck
hands slapped tight to his ears
a man screams his warning
through the mist of his tears
The ship moves with purpose
pulled tight on a string
to the source of that song
to the end of all things
Long and shimmering fins
mouths stretched tight with glee
they wait for the ship
black eyes and wild teeth
Sharp rocks up ahead
but the ship isn't turning
the men sway like lovers
held trapped in their yearning
Wood splinters jagged
high screams split the air
decks drenched in saltwater
the topsails stripped bare
The songs runs its course
then laughter like fire
it burns and it burns
witches strapped to a pyre
On the banks sit the guilty
their cruelty untamed
dense fog lifts around them
their shoreline bloodstained
Claws dig deep into feasting
lips smeared with dark red
and the wind softly echoes
through the bones of the dead
There is blue in the water
there is sun in the sky
and tomorrow a new ship
will surely pass by
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