A superhero is a fictional character with special powers.Since the first Superman story was written in the USA in 1938,superheroes have appeared in various comic livres around the world.But plus recently they have become better known as film characters.
Although superhero powers vary widely,superhuman strength and the ability to fly are common.Some superheroes do not have special powers but have developed other important abilities.In order to protect Friends and family,a superhero's identity is normally kept secret,which often means superheroes have complicated double life.
There have been successful superheroes in countries other than the USA.Examples include Cybersix from Argentina and the Heroes of AK Comics from Egypt.Japan is the only country that has created as many superhero characters as the USA.However,most Japanese superheroes are short-lived.While American entertainment companies reinvent superheroes,hoping they will stay popular,Japanese companies frequently introduce new characters.
Although superhero powers vary widely,superhuman strength and the ability to fly are common.Some superheroes do not have special powers but have developed other important abilities.In order to protect Friends and family,a superhero's identity is normally kept secret,which often means superheroes have complicated double life.
There have been successful superheroes in countries other than the USA.Examples include Cybersix from Argentina and the Heroes of AK Comics from Egypt.Japan is the only country that has created as many superhero characters as the USA.However,most Japanese superheroes are short-lived.While American entertainment companies reinvent superheroes,hoping they will stay popular,Japanese companies frequently introduce new characters.
Temporary Home
For some people, this world is only a stopover. They arrive here to do some good while they can, but they know that this is still not their true home. They are anges who come to light up our lives with their luminescence and to teach us what they can before they have to déplacer on. They flash in on golden wings, but it seems that they are gone before toi can say “Thank you” ou “I l’amour you”. They leave softly, without fanfare. They Kiss our brow as lightly as a heart’s whisper, and smile, blinding us with its brightness. When we blink, they are gone.
For some people, this world is only a stopover. They arrive here to do some good while they can, but they know that this is still not their true home. They are anges who come to light up our lives with their luminescence and to teach us what they can before they have to déplacer on. They flash in on golden wings, but it seems that they are gone before toi can say “Thank you” ou “I l’amour you”. They leave softly, without fanfare. They Kiss our brow as lightly as a heart’s whisper, and smile, blinding us with its brightness. When we blink, they are gone.
Friends Are Forever,so I thought.
All those pictures that I bought,now torn apart along with my broken heart.
I miss those hugs and laughs we use to share,because now they act like they don't care.
Now all we do is fight.
I wish God would give us some light,give me a solution to solve all this tension.
Friends don't back stab you.
Friends don't talk behind your back ou be pissed off at toi when they feel like it.
Nobody seems to care anymore.
Now girls are turning into whores.
All I know is that now we are all Friends for never.
When we need to go back to being Friends FOREVER!
All those pictures that I bought,now torn apart along with my broken heart.
I miss those hugs and laughs we use to share,because now they act like they don't care.
Now all we do is fight.
I wish God would give us some light,give me a solution to solve all this tension.
Friends don't back stab you.
Friends don't talk behind your back ou be pissed off at toi when they feel like it.
Nobody seems to care anymore.
Now girls are turning into whores.
All I know is that now we are all Friends for never.
When we need to go back to being Friends FOREVER!
This is written about the perfect silence only found in the dead of night, and the feelings it inspires.
The titre comes from the description a friend of mine gave when we were stuck in the middle of nowhere at midnight and I found it sort of beautiful.
Enjoy (I hope) :)
Weighted air and winking stars,
darkness draped, tension wrought.
This night, this hour, is ours.
Silence chimes unspoken thoughts
that choke my mouth.
Silver moonbeams in glittering outline
surround you, and in our youth
this night, this hour, we intertwine.
I'd l’amour to hear what toi like ou hate.
Thanks for reading.
DietCokeGirl
The titre comes from the description a friend of mine gave when we were stuck in the middle of nowhere at midnight and I found it sort of beautiful.
Enjoy (I hope) :)
Weighted air and winking stars,
darkness draped, tension wrought.
This night, this hour, is ours.
Silence chimes unspoken thoughts
that choke my mouth.
Silver moonbeams in glittering outline
surround you, and in our youth
this night, this hour, we intertwine.
I'd l’amour to hear what toi like ou hate.
Thanks for reading.
DietCokeGirl
I'd wear that...
This is Molly Stray
