TheArchAngelOfMyDeath
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Joined 06-20-06, id: 1071498, Profile Updated: 12-22-10

Hi my name is Annalisa, I am a senior in high school and I used to be a very frequent reader and writer on fanfiction. I love writing but I have changed my perspective on how I write now. I try not to write about characters anymore, I now base stories on my life or what ever comes to mind. My writing has improved and a couple of days ago my stories were here...but unfortunately someone had hacked onto my account and deleted them or something because they are not there anymore. So I will do my best to find the files because I saved them on my computer at school, thank god! And I will also be updating NEW stories for yall to read. I love you all...I cannot believe its been 4 years since I've been gone. I really hope you all enjoy my stories.

Love always, from the asian that resembled Hinata Hyuuga,

!Annalisa! aka...the Arch Angel of my death :D chow!

Here are some poems...yes I have gotten into my poems...everyone at school loves them hopefully you will too.


Goodbye

My heart is a lone wolf, a soldier in the night.

The archangel of my death, the endless lies of a heartless beast.

Screams down the hallways, blood floods the floor.

Don't worry it's not mine, I bleed no more.

The color of red is a light mixture, as I pour in white paint.

I spread it on the walls and create images all over the walls.

The color is a disgusting pink, and smells like death.

The picture is perfect, but I bet it is not as perfect to you as it is to me.

Imagination is my middle name, creativity is my knife.

The fear I feel, the pain you WILL feel.

Alone and scared, I close my eyes.

No explanation for my feelings.

Never say words you don't mean, never say never.

My words make no sense, my poems bleed, my blue ink sinks through each page.

Songs have got me through the night, enough to take the worries away.

Its raining, and you hear my voice.

My words are, "Good bye".

9.29.10

A sister, A brother, A lonely ass loser.

One girl, One boy, One heart, One black hole.

Tears, hatred, love, lust, nothingness.

Take my hand.

PUNCH ME!

Leave me alone in the rain...

A girl in the corner, abused by others.

A boy looking over the building, deciding if he should take the risk.

A heart with a knife in the middle of it.

A black hole...doing its job.

A group of people laughing, smiling, sharing.

A group of people glaring, slowly dying.

Friendship is deeper than love.

Love can be broken and be formed again.

Friendship last forever...or does it?

True friendship is one of a kind...but sadly, it's just a myth.

Do we promise to keep in touch 10 years from now?

Wait...

Dont promise, just a warning...I won't remember you in ten minutes.

That's right! BAM! Life hits you...what's next?

Think about it...

Does life make sense? ... Does anything make sense?

Precious Memories

Thinking back before all the regrets,

The dramatic scenes where we wished each others deaths.

Our laughter filled the air, and we all held hands.

No worries, just love whether it was friendly, or just lovely.

We looked into each others eyes, and knew...

Life was never perfect, but this was pretty damn close.

I love my friends no matter what.

And I'll keep those precious memories in my mind,

Till death do us part, Hello and Good bye.

You and I versus the World

It's you and I versus the world,

No more lies only the truth can be told.

My heart is protected surrounded by mines,

One wrong step and you're mine.

I'll capture you and torture you.

Your fear is shown in my knife.

My knife is sharpened, and I'm getting closer.

The story is cut off here,

A sick ending could come to mind.

I leave imagination to finish this story.

We're all completely demented inside.