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Live ItThere's a cross 'round your neck,
but whats that to me?
If that's all there is to it,
You're no different, you see
That's a symbol you wear, not proof of your heart
Prove that by actions, its a good place to start
A candle cant shine if it hides undercover
It's a dark and cold world if it cant be discovered
So hold it up high, keep it in sight
So others can find a comforting light
What good is the truth, if it cannot be known?
What good is this love, if we leave them alone?
Reach out to the girl who's feeling unloved
Tell her she's precious to the One up above
Reach out to the boy who's dying inside
Tell the news that his Savior's alive
And still there's the ones
who search with a thirst
Who've achieved the world's "best"
But are feeling the worst
We seem to forget
He died for them too
And no-matter the past
His love is still true
I'm speaking to you, but I'm talking to me,
Just a girl in this world, with much more to be
Yeah, there's a cross 'round my neck,
But what's that to you?
I Was Always There.When you were all alone, I was there beside you.
When you were lost; I was there to guide you.
When you were crying at night, I wiped away your tears.
When you were scared, I cast away all your fears.
When you had no one to turn to, I was always there.
When you wanted to give up, I was the hope inside of you; the one who truly did care.
When words scarred your heart, I took away the pain.
When your life was dull, I was the sunshine through the rain.
Whenever you lost your grip, I broke the fall.
When you cried out for help, I answered the call.
When life got you down, I gave you comfort.
When you stumbled, I made sure you were unhurt.
When you were weak, I was the strength that you found.
When you couldn't reach, I lifted you up off the ground.
When you were suffering, I saw you through.
When you needed to be held, I was the one who held you.
When you were in the dark and you couldn't see, I was the light that showed you the way.
When you lost all motivation, I was the one who got you
Un roti de Cupidon"Patron.. je suis pas sûr que ça soit une si bonne idée..."
Un bruissement d'ailes presque froufroutant sur sa gauche le fit se retourner d'un bond, mais il ne put percevoir qu'un bref mouvement du coin de l'oeil. Ils étaient rapides, bien trop rapides. Jamais le vieux ne réussirait. De nouveau ce bruit soyeux, semblable à des ailes de tourterelles, mais bien plus proche. Dans son esprit il pouvait les voir, tournant au dessus de sa tête comme autant de vautours prêts à la curée.
Le bruit assourdi des détonations résonna et tout autour d'Emmanuel une pluie de plumes commença à virevolter tandis que cinq bruits sourds accompagnaient la chute d'autant de corps autour de lui.
"Ramasse les, petit. On a encore du boulot."
Avec une grimace mi admirative, mi dégoûtée, le jeune homme se mit au travail, enfilant des lourds gants de cuir pour se protéger. Son sup
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Lilyas has dedicated herself to making our community a brighter place with her vibrant artwork and infectious enthusiasm for interacting with others in our community. It has certainly paid off, as many deviants flock to her page on a daily basis to let her know how much of an inspiration she is. We absolutely agree, and couldn't let all that hard work go without recognition, so it's with great pride that we bestow the Deviousness Award for March 2014, to ... Read More