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Welcome to TB, an all levels Harry Potter roleplay with no word count. Our purpose is to go through the books with one exception: the addition of original characters and what changes that makes.
We accept all beings and creatures in the Harry Potter verse including ghosts, veela, muggles and even centaur.
We have many active events ongoing for both students and adults and many characters and locations around the world.
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Post by ELIZA MARIE CUNNINGHAM on Mar 26, 2007 14:23:42 GMT -5
Tears
Times when you are lonely Times when you are sad Times when you are feeling miserable 'Cause you are feeling bad
Everyday you think about him Everyday you cry Everyday you want him back and only you know why
All the memories of him All are deep inside All are barried in your heart the safest place to hide
Remember when he first kissed you Remember to what song Remember when he held you tight but it never lasted long
So now he's gone forever So now you're both apaprt So now you need someone new to mend your broken heart.
Winter's Summer
Winter without you is like a summer in a winter, when memories of your love murmur in my winter.
Summer in a winter was never been hot as it is.when the memories of your love thrills me today.
Winters summer were very rare when we walked on the bed of purple flowers with your affectionate look.
When I forget this heat and hold you in my poetic arms, you kiss my poem through your heart in this winter.
winter's summer was very rare...
They say that
They say that
I'm a butterfly in a cocoon, a flower just waiting to bloom. They say,"Just wait and see how beautiful you'll be!" And so they persist. Please sto I insist They smile and I groan, please leave me alone. Im not a bug in a rug or a rose on a shrub. I'll soon be grown, with a life of my own. So don't pinch my cheeks, and tell me I'm sweet. Just be there for me- we'll get along you'll see!
The Swing Swings Empty
The swing swings empty in the cold of the winter. No child is there to enjoy its comforting Seat.
The lake is frozen. The fish are trapped under the cold, thick ice. Forever waiting for their time to Shine.
The trees are bare, alone and cold. They've lost their leaves in Winter's cold Wind.
Winter has come, chasing the light to the Ends of the Earth.
The clouds surround the world, blocking out the Ball of light. They bring misfortunate snowflakes to the world Below. The world will Sleep Until the light can break through.