For What it's WorthFor What it's Worth.I just wanted to let you knowThat even though your quite coldI will never goBecause your more precious then goldSo, for what it's worthI want you to knowThat I love you.That I care for you.And I'll never leave you.Baby I see you cryingThat's why I wanted to singBaby I'm not lyingWhen I say your the only darling.So, for what it's worthI want you to knowThat I love you.That I care for you.And I'll never leave you.You know I really do care.I'll always lend you my ear.You know I'll always be there.Darling you have nothing to fear.So, for what it's worthI want you to knowThat I
ScreamScreamThis is another dreamBut do tell me what it meansBefore I scream.Because I'm not sure how I feelAnd I don't know if I'm realSo what's left to steal?But I see the way you look at me.You really do hate what you see.Do you ever wish to be free?Do you feel the invisible chainsDo they increase your pain.Do you hide your tears in the rain?Do you want to cry?Do you want to fly?Perhaps your want to die.So why not end your life?Here use this knife?It will end all your strife.But you lack the powerYet you still climb down your towerWhat a dead flower.So what's left to say?What do you want me to play?
The Palmtop Taiga's....The Palmtop Taiga's Indestructible DragonA fanfic by Troy Hedding Ryuuji yawn and stretched as his alarm clock roar at his side. He absent mindly shut it off as he sat up in his futon. Two hours before School would start that would give him plenty of time to cook breakfast for his mother, Taiga, and himself. He shook is head and corrected himself. He had plenty of time to cook for himself and his mother. He walked out of his room and headed to the bathroom. After finishing his business and brushing his teeth. He moved back to his room and to the door that would take him to his porch, grabbing the broom he used to knock on Taiga's window,
An Empty Bottle of YinAn Empty Bottle of YinA fanfic by Troy Hedding. Hei rubbed his hand across his mouth and stared up at the sky. The sky was a bright blue. He took a sip of his current bottle of Shaoxing wine. It tasted neither good nor bad to him. It really didn't matter, intoxication was the goal, forgetting about Yin the desire. He picked up a rock near him and threw it in the creek. He always spent his time near water. Just in case, Yin's Doll was looking for him. Though he knew in his heart and soul that he would never see Yin again. He sighed. Yin was always on his mind. She was always there. He thought of her long silver hair. He thought of her