Okay, so I'm 写作 a book on www.FanFiction.net, and it's about the Sookie Stackhouse Novels 由 Charlaine Harris, its a 粉丝 fiction, so I dont want to make publicity out of it, I just want ppl to read it, and tell me what they think!
So, if 你 have time on your hands, and 你 wanna read what I wrote (which has 吸血鬼 and werewolves, and shapeshifters, witches, etc. (like in the actual series)) then follow this link, and tell me what 你 think in 评论 if 你 have a 粉丝 fiction account, if not tell me what 你 think down below this! Please do so, I really wanna know if its good 或者 not...thanks for 阅读 this and hopefully u follow the link!
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So, if 你 have time on your hands, and 你 wanna read what I wrote (which has 吸血鬼 and werewolves, and shapeshifters, witches, etc. (like in the actual series)) then follow this link, and tell me what 你 think in 评论 if 你 have a 粉丝 fiction account, if not tell me what 你 think down below this! Please do so, I really wanna know if its good 或者 not...thanks for 阅读 this and hopefully u follow the link!
LINK:
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im in the devils playground
dont know anyone round here
i will try to stand my ground
and not let anyone sense my fear
cant confisgate a reality that is based on lies
i will not negociate with my pride
foolish as i was i am no longer that person
yes try to hold my gaze
my will wont lesson
and i am in the devils playground
i have my own toys
i try to not look around
to the erie noise
scrapping nails apon the pavement
and dried blood up on the walls
a smell that so nauseating
i feel i might fall
light headed i cant be
not in this place anyways
i walk further trying to find a way out of this place.
how did i get here where did i go wrong my morbid curisoty
of a unrealistic song.driven to a brink thats almost sickning
i cant find myself.a way out of the devils playground. my own personal hell
dont know anyone round here
i will try to stand my ground
and not let anyone sense my fear
cant confisgate a reality that is based on lies
i will not negociate with my pride
foolish as i was i am no longer that person
yes try to hold my gaze
my will wont lesson
and i am in the devils playground
i have my own toys
i try to not look around
to the erie noise
scrapping nails apon the pavement
and dried blood up on the walls
a smell that so nauseating
i feel i might fall
light headed i cant be
not in this place anyways
i walk further trying to find a way out of this place.
how did i get here where did i go wrong my morbid curisoty
of a unrealistic song.driven to a brink thats almost sickning
i cant find myself.a way out of the devils playground. my own personal hell