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PREFACE

Death- death was someone or something that hunted me. I had stared into the hollow eyes of death more than I should have. But each time I had walked into death I had walked out of it. Surely this was not where I was going to die?
Was this the feeling you got when you knew you were going to die. What was dying to the undead? Instead of imprisonment was it a journey?
Surely this was not the worst place to die. I had all the people I loved. All my family. I had everyone. If I was going to die it would be in a noble manner. With the ones I loved.
I knew death was coming and I knew I could run. Far away from all of this. But how could you run when you would endanger, hurt someone you loved so much. Loved with all you heart, yet were not able to save. How could you hurt them?
This was the end, or was it?
As thoughts of love and death ran through my head a mysterious darkness rolled out from the forest line.

1

MOONLIT SKY

New Day

The clouds gave way in the north. I looked up adverting my gaze from the rest of my family.
Twilight.
A flash back took me to the dim human memory of Edward standing in my shabby old room. The end of the day, yet I had forever in my dream place with Edward. And forever was the only amount of time I was going to settle for.
I sighed with uncertain emotion. A long time had past. Though Charlie hair glinted with silver I remained the same as ever. Eighteen forever, it seemed like a perfect fairytale with Edward as prince. But no matter how much I tried to reason with myself I felt twinge of regret. I knew one day I would lose Charlie. It was not just Charlie I would lose. All of my friends, everyone.
Without much effort I lifted myself up from the mat where the rest of my family sat. I glanced at the rest of my family bathing in the precious sun. There skin glittered like a million diamonds. The sight of Edward’s dazzling face hit me harder than the day in the meadow. Yet this time I was not scared. Instead I was completely lost in this face. I stared down to his face with slight resentment of his beauty.
I knew that my perfect body matched perfectly with his. My body, the phrase seemed utterly wrong. I still could not get used to my body. For so long I had been the average person. Not shining in anyway. Then suddenly I became this beautiful person. I was starting to think that the body was not for me.
With slight reluctance I started walking in the direction of Jacob and Renesmee. The white sand grains rubbed under my feet and the long narrow strip of beach was now shining under the beautiful sunset. In a blurred action Edward was right next to me. His hand felt warm in mine. I looked up to his face to his golden eyes looking down on me. Embarrassed I looked away staring at the foam in the sea.
Edward’s warm hand brushed upon my chin lifting my face to his gently. His warm eyes clouded me in love. His silky skin caressed my cheek and his honey sweet breath trickled over to me. I lifted my lips to touch his.
Slowly I lifted my lips off his and walked again to Renesmee.
If my heart was still beating it would have been pounding. I looked up to him and he smiled down on me. All my stress lifted from me and I grinned sheepishly at him. The sky was painted in unearthly underwater blue ranging across all shades.
2
MOONLIT SKY

Jacob and Renesmee were playing in the warm sea. The smell of salt drifted all over the beach. The pulsing of Jacob’s and Renesmee’s heart echoed on the rocks simultaneously.
Jacob ducked under the water lifting Renesmee up out of the foam onto to his shoulders. Renesmee ringing laughter resounded and she giggled girlishly. Jacob’s rough black hair was in an army haircut it was like little thorns spiking up in every direction. Renesmee hair was soaked and the illuminating sky made her curly bronze hair shine. Her warm brown eyes clouded with adoration for her young love.
She was beautiful and she deserved all the love that Jacob could give her. Yet even in happiness I couldn’t feel paranoid about the fact that one day Jacob would die. Renesmee would lose her love forever. How could she ever survive that?
So many times I had put my own life on the line for Edward. I knew that life without him would be no life at all. She would not be able to deal with all that grief. She loved Jacob like I loved Edward yet she would be hurt if she loved him anymore.
I rocked on my heels coming to a standstill. The movement was done in one second. Time was nothing to me and Edward but for Renesmee. I rested my head against Edward’s chest. Warmth radiated through the thin material of his tight top. His muscles on his arms rippled beautifully as his arms wrapped around me. He lifted my chin up and kissed me tenderly.
A distressed cough interrupted our moment of passion. Jacob now stood right beh

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Beauty Within

Her beauty, sweet wine for my insatiable eyes
Rich smell of french roast lingering within melodies
Classical music illuminating dark caverns within my ears
Her hair was golden as honey thirsting for oats
Yet, her eyes, blue skies, confidence flew like sea gulls
Her teeth gleamed white like foam of an ocean spray
Skin, amber-toned like the table my pencil gently tapped
How can immense beauty embody such a degree of solitude
Justly contradicting what appears upon the deceiving surface
“What coffee is she drinking?” My beating hearts contrivance
Such beauty left me feeling weak-kneed like maple flan
Everybody wore clothing black as pupils of human eyes
But, she wore a light green sweater, like valleys of spring
Her laughter, cathedral bells, summoned the realization
“This Goddess need not understand degrading sympathy”
Suddenly, like slipping inspiration, she vanished into thin air
One would have never known, that she was in a wheel chair

I was sitting at the coffee shop TODAY and saw this girl that was in a wheel chair. I did not see the chair at first, I saw the woman sitting in the chair. She was soo beautiful, not only on the outside, but I personally believed on the inside as well. The way she carried herself, confidence and poise. =] Such great inspiration to write a poem!

title:unknown
you kicked me wen i was down
keep me sad wen i have a frown
make me mad wen i was glad
but then surpriseingly
You tamed the beast in me
you happened to unleashed the key
you hoisted me above the earth
and brung about my rebirth.
now you need to clense your soul
told me you fell inside the hole
i rescued you and you never helped
you only gave me 1 thing
and that was the best thing i could want.
you tamed the beast inside of me
you unleashed the key
you hoisted me above the earth and
last but not least,
you brung about my rebirth!

title: so lovely
so lovely
in the late of night
i wander around lookin at the sky
with my eyes staring at the stars above
wondering if this could be love
and I’ve
never felt like this before
and this lover i adore
tell me lord
is he the 1
i always thought maybe
i wasn’t meant 4 love
i always thought maybe
i was the only 1 to b alone
but then i found a man so kind
who’d hold me close
and hold me tight
swore to protect me
and drove away all my fright
is it love that im feelin?!
but there isn’t any other reason
y my heart could feel this way
every night and every day
oh lord please help me.
oh lord please tell me!
is he the man for me?!
lord can u see
if he’s just the guy 4 me
so lovely

title: dont forget
i really thought it was real,
Any way we could feel.
Whether we were friends or not,
Did it matter or not?
And so now you leave with the best of me,
But don’t you think that you’ve gotten free.
Ill be back. Dont forget.
And you trail away, dont have to stay,
But sad as it is to your dismay
Ill be back. Dont forget.
Now its all lies,
It took me by surprise,
And now i think you forgot,
Oh how you forgot.
u think i believe that?.
have u forgotten our memories?
cuz i remember right u broke my heart
ur just twistin’ up the story
just twistin’ up the story

title: forbidden love
i seem so close to you
but in realality im still so distant
and i cant bring you back
its all the truth
the way i feel
all the pain of being away from you
the hatred in every heart-beat
the love in every thought
our forbidden love will never be real
its all just a dream
that should come to life
to hear your voice one last time
to hold your hand just one more chance
thats all i need
to create a memory
that will never be forgotten
or left in the dust
as our flame can rekindle
and soften into a softening glow
its our forbidden love
that can never be shown

title:heart shredder
i can see you over there
you stare right back at me
i would like to meet that guy
who cant take his eyes off me
well now i get my chance,
hes sees me coming near
he stands up and greets me
as if thats where im supposed to be
we talked and we laughed
we joked and we hugged
he asked me to dinner one week from then
i went there that weekend
but guess who hes with
well certainly not you and it was not me
i beelined him and asked how dare he
he was a cheater and a liar
he was a plain dirty theif
he had stolen my heart
and shattered it into bits
he had stolen my pride
and shredded it up
i was just there
an orniment standing
i was frozen in anger
anguish and saddness
maybe one week later
the guilt had sunk in
he gave me a call
and said how much of a fool he had been
well i didnt take him back because
he was a liar and a cheater
he was a heart shredder

soul mate?
i stare at you
you stare at me
all that i see
are beautiful blue eyes looking back at me
brown hair very short
white teeth that shine in the candle light
you look at me
freckles and all
my brownish hazel green eyes
i cant look away
neither can you
we have our moment
then move on
was it love at first sight?
or did only 1 of us feel
as if weve known forever
that you would be the one for me
and i would love you
and you would care about me
we shared a coke
and we shared a cake
we looked at pictures
are you my soul mate?
could you be my soul mate?
would you be my soul mate?
wanna be my soul mate?????

do you like it? its all true and its about a boy i like!
im 12, so is this good for my age???
i dont really like the first one all that much