a crimson rose

here is opne of my sample stories please give me help with tips and advice.

A young vivacious dark brown curly hair beuty fell in love. this was the beging of the end she met a young gentlman suiter and fell madly in love with him. they fell more and more in love every second of the day. he gave her a single white rose and said it would live like there love forever, this of course was not true. Her lover was so in love he asked for her hand and all she said was yess. They were married and overwhelmingly happy, for now. He was taken gravly ill one day and did not live to see the next morning.She was struck. she was heartbroked and dead inside,but she kept that one single rose for weeks to come.Till one dusk she didnt wake up she had been stabed to death by her husbands ex wife.her life was ended desprate to be with her love agian,but she could'nt. her soul was doomed to walk the earth forever. that next year a women is often seen siiting staring at his grave holding a single blood red rose. look twice and she is gone, is it her? morning her loss? we may never knowtill this day red roses are symbols of lasting love because she never gave on her husband far after life.....
by:missy halland

this is one that he liks very much please comment! (sorry for the typoes!)

~f@llen

mothers day

well as a present to me he locked me in a hell closet and romed the house as my twin causeing trouble doesnt that sound fun!!! (please dont take the sarcasim sir) *bowing up and down*

~f@llen

whats it like

whats it like to know.......to know the love of another that feeling was taken from me and now.....i am watched by him

i have never felt a mothers love
a fathers dicipline
a sisters help i know none of it tell me what does life feel like?

some of my poems

here are a few of my poems please comment on them
love i thought i knew but it was false as it always is
clawing my eyes out to know why i know so many people yet i am so alone
love creates a warmth and still my heart is ice
it will never thaw for i am alone forever ice cold

even more............
We enjoy warmth because we have been cold. We appreciate light because we have been in darkness. By the same token, we can experience joy because we have known sadness.

you know.............

i love you but loving you hurts
unhealable wound unfixeble broken heart
you dont help you make it worse i cry for help but no one listens
they never will i'll sew my broken heart with the needle of a compass
i'll heal my wounds with the piasn of others
but i'll always love you even it hurts too

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Sometimes the pain's too strong to bare...and life gets so hard you just don't care. You feel so alone you just sit and cry...every second you wish you could die. Then you start thinking who would care...if one day thI could go on with my day and act like everything is okay. But as my life goes on it hurts more in every way.

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It’s quite ironic that in life, the person that brings out the best in you and the one that makes you strong is actually your weakness..

i know they arent very good but please comment on them and give me advice to make them better.............

he is whatchiong whatch what you say or shall he damn me to pian
~f@llen

some of my poems

here are a few of my poems please comment on them
love i thought i knew but it was false as it always is
clawing my eyes out to know why i know so many people yet i am so alone
love creates a warmth and still my heart is ice
it will never thaw for i am alone forever ice cold

even more............
We enjoy warmth because we have been cold. We appreciate light because we have been in darkness. By the same token, we can experience joy because we have known sadness.

you know.............

i love you but loving you hurts
unhealable wound unfixeble broken heart
you dont help you make it worse i cry for help but no one listens
they never will i'll sew my broken heart with the needle of a compass
i'll heal my wounds with the piasn of others
but i'll always love you even it hurts too

..........
Sometimes the pain's too strong to bare...and life gets so hard you just don't care. You feel so alone you just sit and cry...every second you wish you could die. Then you start thinking who would care...if one day thI could go on with my day and act like everything is okay. But as my life goes on it hurts more in every way.

.....................

It’s quite ironic that in life, the person that brings out the best in you and the one that makes you strong is actually your weakness..

i know they arent very good but please comment on them and give me advice to make them better.............

he is whatchiong whatch what you say or shall he damn me to pian
~f@llen