The Miracle called FriendshipMiracle called FriendshipThere’s a miracle called friendshipAnd it comes from the heartWe don’t know where it comes fromOr how it starts…There’s a miracle called friendshipBetween you and meNothing can break itAs long as you stand beside me
Love Letters Love LettersI’m in love with the gruesome guyWho lives down the street,Vodka in his hand,And a cigarette in his teeth.His accent is full of anger,But his hips are full of love.And when we are alone together,I fly as high as a dove.His house is dilapidated,And in need of care.But I don’t mind…Because without him,It’s like living without air.He gave me a love letter the other day,Right before I had to move away,“Marry me.” He said.“I'll love you until I am dead.” I’m in love with the seraphic guyWho lives down the street,A toy in his hands,And my baby at his feet.
Silent Hill Silent HillAmanda ChainberlinSunday, December 30, 2012 The fog is unnatural, hiding buildings out of dateYou start to wonder, "Why am I here? Is it fate?"The Siren rings, and the Otherworld beginsFull of unnatural noises, and deadly hymnsThe monsters seem to come from the darkest corners of your brain…But be careful,Because the Red Pyramid won't stop until every ounce of your blood is drainedYou came here about objects in your past,But this town will eat you alive…And you won't be the last.