I used to have a long story that I reposted, that showed how much I loved God. I used to have long stories showing how much I hate homophobia. But God knows that I love him, and that I don't have to let any random reader that comes along know how much. And I know that I hate homophobia, and I don't feel the need anymore to let a random reader know how much I wish prejudices were left aside. Because how I feel about God is between me and him, and how I feel about homophobia matters to nobody but me. If I get a bunch of PMs saying 'Oh, you don't care about the heavenly Father if you won't show it proudly.' I do care, I just feel that if God wanted me to show a bunch of people that I don't know and don't feel the need to prove anything to, I would know and I would do it. I am going clean of copy and pastes. You will no longer find things that I have gotten from other profiles because I felt guilty or felt I needed to prove something. If you agree, then that's fantastic. I hope that I got through to you people.

We were the fallen.
We were the ones that no one cared about.
We were the ones who were lost in time.
We were the ones who mattered the most.
We are the salvation.
We are the ones laying down our lives for you.
We are the ones who put our lifes in the line of what is right.
We are the forgotten.
But we refuse to be let alone.
We have made all the difference.
We have done all we could to save the ungrateful.
And we could never regret it.
Because we might not really be all that forgetten.
And maybe the saved aren't that ungrateful.
And maybe we'll live on in the hearts of our loved ones.
And we would be followed by many for the same purpose.
And the fallen will rise above.
In memory of the fallen.

Fallen in a different way.

We are the fallen, but not how you think.
We did not die for our country.
We did not die for what was right.
We did not die.
We were brought down by insecurities,
kept down because as loud as we screamed,
as pitifully we begged,
as we yelled and screeched for help,
our cries met deaf ears.
We asked those who could to help us,
but they never did.
We asked those who could to mend us,
but they never did.
We tried to get them to listen,
but they never did.
Can't you hear the screams?
Can't you hear the pleas?
Can't you hear our hearts breaking?
You can't because you have embittered us.
You have turned a deaf ear once too many.
And now when you claim you can help,
though we are breaking,
We will keep our silence.
Because we have already fallen,
and you have bound us where we lay.
And we can not forgive so easily.
We will not get up, even when you loosen our bonds.
We will not get up, even when you coax us with guilt.
Because sometimes, the fallen never rise.
We will be some of them.
-In memory of the fallen

Caged

You locked them up.
You kept them in.
You took away their freedom.
You didn't think
That they had lives
and family and friends.
They had to break free.
They were desperate.
They would do anything
for fresh air.
They screamed and cried.
And lived and died
and rose above the rest.

Beast

Human nature is a funny thing
With wars, cowardice, and greed
Always wanting more and never satisfied
With the things they really need.
So think what you want
But I don't believe
You will judge me in the least
When I say right now for all to hear
I would rather stay a beast.

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A tearful goodbye as she boards the plane
Childhood friends separated
One's off to college to make her own way
One's staying home to raise kids

They try to keep in touch
But nothing works out
They swear they'll meet up soon enough

Four years later a call on the phone
Her friend from the past hit the pavement
They ask her to come to the funeral
So the girl goes and makes the arrangements

At the event she knows not a soul
But learns more than she's ever known
When they call her up to say a few words
She realizes the friend's not her own

Disclaimer: I will most likely forget to put this in my stories, so know now that I own nothing in my stories, if I did, I wouldn't be on fanfiction

Eh... I'm going to push this in my stories too, just cause I can, but if you're ever really bored and looking for something to kill time with, pop on over to blogspot! Namely,

nailpolishsmears.blogspot.com

This is my personal blog, and though the first posts are kind of depressing, it's just because I've been too lazy to post anything except when I'm so frustrated I have nowhere else to say it. That is changing presently.