This is a play I wrote.
There are three acts.
I'll add the selanjutnya two later.
(scene 1)
(enter Gabby and Conner, who appear to be arguing)
Gabby: For real, Conner, I really don't trust Anna. (shakes her head)
Conner: Really, Gabby, her parents founded the church. How can anda not trust her?
Gabby: Steve and sherry helped too.
(enter Anna)
Gabby: (death glares at Anna, but goes unnoticed)
Anna: So, Conner, are anda talking to yourself atau something?
Gabby: (clenches her fists, runs silently out of the room)
There are three acts.
I'll add the selanjutnya two later.
(scene 1)
(enter Gabby and Conner, who appear to be arguing)
Gabby: For real, Conner, I really don't trust Anna. (shakes her head)
Conner: Really, Gabby, her parents founded the church. How can anda not trust her?
Gabby: Steve and sherry helped too.
(enter Anna)
Gabby: (death glares at Anna, but goes unnoticed)
Anna: So, Conner, are anda talking to yourself atau something?
Gabby: (clenches her fists, runs silently out of the room)
Envelope with the royal seal
Black roses;
They became the mawar that where once red,
They became this Black when my jantung bled,
They Represent my Sorrows,
They represent the path my jantung follows,
Black roses;
the symbol of my heart,
this is what it became, once i fell apart
Black roses,
there's a beauty hidden in this Darkened rose,
as it Stands innocently Maintaining its pose,
A beauty that Attracts those who have gone astray,
it frees them of thier hearts pain,
Black roses;
So beautiful anda are,
Your as raidient as a shining star
Razor blade roses,
free me of your grip,
as your sharp ends are causing my skin to split,
Theres nothing like this pain,
but for this moment, i will let the blood rain,
the beauty pours from its core,
Spreading eagerly across its Petal covered floors,
Pain becomes pleasure,
As this rose is tempting me with its beauty,
free me from your grip,
and let the blades slip
i hpoe anda like them (:
They became the mawar that where once red,
They became this Black when my jantung bled,
They Represent my Sorrows,
They represent the path my jantung follows,
Black roses;
the symbol of my heart,
this is what it became, once i fell apart
Black roses,
there's a beauty hidden in this Darkened rose,
as it Stands innocently Maintaining its pose,
A beauty that Attracts those who have gone astray,
it frees them of thier hearts pain,
Black roses;
So beautiful anda are,
Your as raidient as a shining star
Razor blade roses,
free me of your grip,
as your sharp ends are causing my skin to split,
Theres nothing like this pain,
but for this moment, i will let the blood rain,
the beauty pours from its core,
Spreading eagerly across its Petal covered floors,
Pain becomes pleasure,
As this rose is tempting me with its beauty,
free me from your grip,
and let the blades slip
i hpoe anda like them (:
pain fills my jantung and brings me to the darkside where I reside for awhile. Until I'm grabbed oleh the hand and pulled out oleh a so-called friend who just pushes me back in and leaves me to cry in the darkest corner of my heart. I feel like I'm being ripped apart, limb oleh limb, every string of my jantung played oleh the devil's hand. I feel like I'm not whole, like I'm nothing without him. The one one who killed his best friend, the one who left me alone, I didn't know how to swim. All I want is him to come back and hurt me again. He was my only friend, atau so I thought, but when he slapped me across my face, that's emotion anda can't replace and I faced it everyday atau so for a tahun and a half. Don't try to sympathize because I know with my jantung and soul that anda will leave and let me go with crappy bittersweet goodbyes...
