"Mmm this thee is delicious. Many thanks Soul." Professor Rhinestone zei charmingly. I quickly nodded. "Yes! Will we be starting training soon?" He looked up at me, is fuchsia colored bangs covering his shinning eyes. "Very well. We need to u to be top, boven Taoloid, after all." He said, I showed him a little smile. "Yes!"
"Hyaaaaaaa!" I balanced the long bamboo pole on the tip of my index finger. "Aye, this is not gymnastics Soul, this is real. This is battle. Come at me." He held his pole in front of him in a dynamic position. "Uh...I.." His leery glare caught me. "Yes.. Hyaaaaaaaaaa!" I sprinted toward him and did a back flip and landed on his shoulders and gutted him with the bamboo stick. I ended it with a front flip and a bow. "I hope I did not injure u too bad, professor.." I zei timidly. He grunted and managed to return to standing up. "No, I-I'm fine... Your doing great." I grinned, "Oh professor!" I walked up and grabbed my pole. "Anything else we should review? We need to practice for the Taoloid Match Off after all!" Professor Rhinestone took out a dusty old book. What was it for? "Professor?" He stared intimately at it like it was his enemy. "Here. You'll have to practice step 65 and 68.." He held it out for me to grab. I quickly took it and opened up to the bookmarked pages. "Thai..Jit..Su?" If I wasn't mistaken, Thai came from Thailand, which is a country in the content Asia. "Hmm.. Is this a form of fighting?" I looked back where Professor Rhinestone was, he vanished. Must've left me to study.."
"Professor! I nailed it! I accomplished every battle move!" I jumped up and down eagerly. His ruby red eyes stared into my smaragd, emerald one's. "Great job, Soul. Your very achieving lately. I'm proud." I let out an unplanned flattered giggle. "Th-thank you, and, its all thanks to you!" My cheeks glowed with light roze blush. "Oh! I have to make dinner! Oh my!" I started to the keuken-, keuken but Professor grabbed my hand. My aardbei blonde hair with purple tips smacked my face suddenly. "Not necessary. I'll make it. u go sit on the sofa." The blush continued. "I... Are u sure?" He nodded. "Chowder of lasagna?" I smiled. "Lasagna!"
Oh, I admired Professor so.. Hes so wise and kind. Like I want him to be all mine, I want him to own me as his own and no one else's. And if someone shall separate us, well, lets just say I've been programmed to kill.
"Hyaaaaaaa!" I balanced the long bamboo pole on the tip of my index finger. "Aye, this is not gymnastics Soul, this is real. This is battle. Come at me." He held his pole in front of him in a dynamic position. "Uh...I.." His leery glare caught me. "Yes.. Hyaaaaaaaaaa!" I sprinted toward him and did a back flip and landed on his shoulders and gutted him with the bamboo stick. I ended it with a front flip and a bow. "I hope I did not injure u too bad, professor.." I zei timidly. He grunted and managed to return to standing up. "No, I-I'm fine... Your doing great." I grinned, "Oh professor!" I walked up and grabbed my pole. "Anything else we should review? We need to practice for the Taoloid Match Off after all!" Professor Rhinestone took out a dusty old book. What was it for? "Professor?" He stared intimately at it like it was his enemy. "Here. You'll have to practice step 65 and 68.." He held it out for me to grab. I quickly took it and opened up to the bookmarked pages. "Thai..Jit..Su?" If I wasn't mistaken, Thai came from Thailand, which is a country in the content Asia. "Hmm.. Is this a form of fighting?" I looked back where Professor Rhinestone was, he vanished. Must've left me to study.."
"Professor! I nailed it! I accomplished every battle move!" I jumped up and down eagerly. His ruby red eyes stared into my smaragd, emerald one's. "Great job, Soul. Your very achieving lately. I'm proud." I let out an unplanned flattered giggle. "Th-thank you, and, its all thanks to you!" My cheeks glowed with light roze blush. "Oh! I have to make dinner! Oh my!" I started to the keuken-, keuken but Professor grabbed my hand. My aardbei blonde hair with purple tips smacked my face suddenly. "Not necessary. I'll make it. u go sit on the sofa." The blush continued. "I... Are u sure?" He nodded. "Chowder of lasagna?" I smiled. "Lasagna!"
Oh, I admired Professor so.. Hes so wise and kind. Like I want him to be all mine, I want him to own me as his own and no one else's. And if someone shall separate us, well, lets just say I've been programmed to kill.
Tears,
a combination of helplessness and anger,
a combination of joy and gratitude.
what different meanings it holds!
sometimes of love,
sometimes of hate.
with what different feelings we cry!
but those tears are the same.
they dwell inside the eye,
ready to attack,
the peace of our heart.
to flood the face,
with undoubted love and care,
with undoubted anger and hate,
with undoubted pain and despair.
pain? yes, and despair too!
the breakdown of our heart,
the dawn of the truth,
leading to flood the face,
with our sentiments undoubted.
It’s the color of you
u always wore it
It’s the color we shared
As we hid from them
With it we showed our true selves,
Though no one cared
Our oranje book bags
Were our shields from some of the pain
We protected each other
But it wasn’t enough
We were like two oranje crayons
When everyone else was green
Then u left me alone,
All I had was our color orange
As they hit me
I took peace in knowing
u were in the oranje field in the sky
u always zei was there.
The oranje of the sun set
Is your smile
Even though u left too soon
Orange…
Now it’s my color
My way of remembering you
Now I am the lone oranje in the rainbow
Without u here
I protect my own
Though I wish u were here
Now oranje is my color
A color for your bravery
A color for my survival
oranje will forever be our color
Even though death took u away
Forever oranje for you,
Sweet Cassidy.
u always wore it
It’s the color we shared
As we hid from them
With it we showed our true selves,
Though no one cared
Our oranje book bags
Were our shields from some of the pain
We protected each other
But it wasn’t enough
We were like two oranje crayons
When everyone else was green
Then u left me alone,
All I had was our color orange
As they hit me
I took peace in knowing
u were in the oranje field in the sky
u always zei was there.
The oranje of the sun set
Is your smile
Even though u left too soon
Orange…
Now it’s my color
My way of remembering you
Now I am the lone oranje in the rainbow
Without u here
I protect my own
Though I wish u were here
Now oranje is my color
A color for your bravery
A color for my survival
oranje will forever be our color
Even though death took u away
Forever oranje for you,
Sweet Cassidy.
Violently, the ground shook,
As the mountain exhaled black smoke.
Overwhelmed, they ran for cover,
Those left began to choke.
Cherished, were the possessions left behind,
Melted and scattered as ash.
Beloved, the children lost,
They couldn’t make a snel, swift dash.
Darkened, the cloudy heavens above,
Black clouds fell from the sky.
Covered, the people escaping,
With no way out they began to die.
Lost, the souls of the trapped,
A snatched half-chance at life.
Fallen is Pompeii;
Civilisation, love and it’s people’s cries.
As the mountain exhaled black smoke.
Overwhelmed, they ran for cover,
Those left began to choke.
Cherished, were the possessions left behind,
Melted and scattered as ash.
Beloved, the children lost,
They couldn’t make a snel, swift dash.
Darkened, the cloudy heavens above,
Black clouds fell from the sky.
Covered, the people escaping,
With no way out they began to die.
Lost, the souls of the trapped,
A snatched half-chance at life.
Fallen is Pompeii;
Civilisation, love and it’s people’s cries.