May it be through love
Or through hate
Someday somewhere
You shall find your fate.

Through hatred we discover who we love.

My love is as pure as the morning dew on a church window pane.

**Pathetic I know, had to write it for literature class

I was lost in the darkness. I couldn't find my way. As I stumbled through the dark,I started forgetting things, my freinds, who I was. The darkness almost swallowed me.

A closed mouth is an open ear, the less you talk the more you hear.

"My mind is like a bomb-shelter, it's always open freely letting anything enter and exit, but when it lays eyes on the shell falling from the sky it is sealed throughout the fallout."