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Obsession Her eyes watched himObsession by *Dragonian-Di
unblinking, silent,
always a smile on her face.
He merely glanced at her,
her pale feature so lovely,
long lashes, red lips,
her beauty was intoxicating,
giving him such a strange
and unhealthy obsession.
Oh, how he longed
to kiss those lips,
to have her love him.
She was his, only his.
He would never ever
let another have her.
His friends worried
and took him to
a mental hospital
and placed her
in a new home.
He was "released" months later
and frantically hurried home
to his beloved, his one and only...
and found her
in the arms of another.
With such a rage,
he burst through the door,
terri


Reflective In the forestReflective by *Dragonian-Di
away from all you know,
there is a small garden
with a small pond.
If you step closer to it
and gaze deeply
into the water,
you will see your desires.
You will see who you truly love,
you will see what you truly want,
the pond reflects the truth.
But do you want to know truths
or to keep living in imaginary worlds
where you think you know
what is going on,
but you really don't.
Do you accept the water's revelations,
or do you turn away,
locking yourself up tight
in the world of the uncertain,
world of the untrue...


Chocolate Part 2 The confused vampire just stared at her, having trouble believing what he had just heard. "W-what did you say??"Chocolate Part 2 by ~Dragonian-Di
"Well " Ethuil looked down a little before she started again. "Amaira said that well, she said that Oniko likes you and that she told him that, well he could have you "
Chance just continued to stare for a good while. Nothing really seemed to make sense anymore at all. Like, didn't Oniko have a girlfriend named Kaylee? But, he likes men? Not just that, but he likes him? "A-are you sure about that, Ethuil? I mean, you didn't mishear?"
"No," the Arcan girl told him. "That's exact


Chocolate Amaira casually walked into the girls' common room between the non-vampire and vampire dorms, finding her classmates chatting away about this and that. She smiled at them all as she brought up the book she had, um, borrowed from Master Eru. "Hey, do any of you know how to make chocolate?"Chocolate by ~Dragonian-Di
Callista glanced over at her. "Why would you want to make it? It would be cheaper just to buy it."
"Well," Amaira started, "it's because I found an interesting cultural event in this textbook about Ancient Earth. Apparently there was a culture that celebrated a Valentine's Day and a White Day. I guess on Valentine's Day girls would make chocolate for t

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+back from the dead.. please come say hello!
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i made this with my bear hands. as opposed to my racoon or weasel hands.
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~I'm not your dolly.. I'm not your toy.. I'm not something you can play with then destroy..~