misfit-writer

I was wondering if maybe I should make the blue lines a chorus and write another verse about a different reason why I can never be happy do you'll think ...

I lead to a place where destruction rules, Where winds race and rush, Where water rises and crushes. Dead bodies lying idle Above rooftops You look at the houses torn ...

You walk over with a forced smile, I wrap my arms around you seeing your teary face; that bitch broke your heart. I just want to hold you tight, and ...

(Sylvy is outside the school and a group of kids walk up) Actor1: Sylvy why are you so shy? (she keeps walking) Actor1: we just want to talk Actor2: we ...

See this place where destruction rules, where winds race and rush, where water rises and crushes. Unmoving lay the bodies of the dead, above rooftops. You look at the houses ...

See here where destruction rules, Where winds race and rush, Where water rises and crushes. And above rooftops Lay, unmoving, the scared, pale bodies of the dead Look at the ...

Okay I just want to say this is a ten minute play, that's why it's so short and it's for a contest so when/if you're reviewing it be your meanest ...