Prologue
Once upon a time, there was a magician named Ricaver. He had a garden filled plants. Some were native, such as the Oaks and Elderberries. However, some of them were not known to the world, such as Mangoes, Lemons, and Pumpkins.
One day, an orphaned girl named Kara suck into his magical garden. Kara was actually quite pretty. She had brown hair, green eyes, and cutest giggle.
"Oh wow..." Kara gasped as she looked at all of the different types of plants.
Suddenly, Ricaver appeared in a blinding flash of مالٹا, نارنگی light.
"WHO DARES SNEAK INTO MY SECRET GARDEN?!!" Ricaver roared as a strong gust of wind blew through the garden*
"I'm...Kara" Kara told Ricaver in a very freighted tone, "I just wanted to-"
"STEAL FROM ME?!!" Ricaver interrupted.
"No...I just wanted to see your plants..." Kara whimpered.
"My plants?" Ricaver thought out loud as he devolved an evil scheme.
Ricaver pointed his ring finger at Kara and began to chant weird words.
"What are آپ doing?" Kara asked.
Suddenly, Kara's skin started to become green, and her legs started to go into the ground*
"Hey! What's happening to me?!" Kara cried as her eyes changed from green to yellow.
"You're changing quite nicely..." Ricaver chuckled, "You shall make an excellent piece in this garden!".
"No..." Kara cried as کڑوا, تلخ tears began to slip down her face.
Kara had now become a plant-like human. She now had roots instead of feet, leaves and fruit that grew on her arms and legs.
"Please! Change me back!" Kara cried even harder.
"No! آپ shall be the main attraction at my carnivals!" Ricaver chuckled evilly.
For the اگلے couple of years, Ricaver would دکھائیں off his new attraction. People would laugh, poke, and taunt Kara for the rest of her life...or so she thought.
Once upon a time, there was a magician named Ricaver. He had a garden filled plants. Some were native, such as the Oaks and Elderberries. However, some of them were not known to the world, such as Mangoes, Lemons, and Pumpkins.
One day, an orphaned girl named Kara suck into his magical garden. Kara was actually quite pretty. She had brown hair, green eyes, and cutest giggle.
"Oh wow..." Kara gasped as she looked at all of the different types of plants.
Suddenly, Ricaver appeared in a blinding flash of مالٹا, نارنگی light.
"WHO DARES SNEAK INTO MY SECRET GARDEN?!!" Ricaver roared as a strong gust of wind blew through the garden*
"I'm...Kara" Kara told Ricaver in a very freighted tone, "I just wanted to-"
"STEAL FROM ME?!!" Ricaver interrupted.
"No...I just wanted to see your plants..." Kara whimpered.
"My plants?" Ricaver thought out loud as he devolved an evil scheme.
Ricaver pointed his ring finger at Kara and began to chant weird words.
"What are آپ doing?" Kara asked.
Suddenly, Kara's skin started to become green, and her legs started to go into the ground*
"Hey! What's happening to me?!" Kara cried as her eyes changed from green to yellow.
"You're changing quite nicely..." Ricaver chuckled, "You shall make an excellent piece in this garden!".
"No..." Kara cried as کڑوا, تلخ tears began to slip down her face.
Kara had now become a plant-like human. She now had roots instead of feet, leaves and fruit that grew on her arms and legs.
"Please! Change me back!" Kara cried even harder.
"No! آپ shall be the main attraction at my carnivals!" Ricaver chuckled evilly.
For the اگلے couple of years, Ricaver would دکھائیں off his new attraction. People would laugh, poke, and taunt Kara for the rest of her life...or so she thought.
Your expression when آپ see me
drives me over the edge.
آپ are the only reason
why my دل still functions
We are the formula of love
I am certain
that آپ love me too.
No one
could ever make a difference
on how i feel towards you
We are the formula of love
Promise that we wont
ever break apart
We are the image
of a heart
the outcome of each other
and the formula of love
Although آپ think clockwise
and i think counterclockwise
we always meet up in the end
آپ are 100% mine
and my formula of love
آپ are the center of my world
My feeling towards you
shows on my face
I can estimate that you
will always have a spot in my heart
now can آپ believe
that, that was only a sample
of how i feel about you
drives me over the edge.
آپ are the only reason
why my دل still functions
We are the formula of love
I am certain
that آپ love me too.
No one
could ever make a difference
on how i feel towards you
We are the formula of love
Promise that we wont
ever break apart
We are the image
of a heart
the outcome of each other
and the formula of love
Although آپ think clockwise
and i think counterclockwise
we always meet up in the end
آپ are 100% mine
and my formula of love
آپ are the center of my world
My feeling towards you
shows on my face
I can estimate that you
will always have a spot in my heart
now can آپ believe
that, that was only a sample
of how i feel about you
Hell is nothing مزید than the outcome of a natural life
Humans are not built for perfection یا purity
Every human no matter what is stained in someway
It could be a horrid thought, A mistaken word said
Perhaps actions that ended in consequence
This is why I chose not to fear it, but embrace it
If آپ are to believe in heaven یا hell than believe it’s whatever آپ want
Only the dead have seen it so how is we to know it’s a horrific place
Perhaps it is just a place آپ can be sent as a personal decision
I’m am not fully faithful, stepping into heaven would be fraud
I choose to accept whatever happens, in truth it is not me I worry about
Understand it’s all matter of opinion and I’m open to all
Humans are not built for perfection یا purity
Every human no matter what is stained in someway
It could be a horrid thought, A mistaken word said
Perhaps actions that ended in consequence
This is why I chose not to fear it, but embrace it
If آپ are to believe in heaven یا hell than believe it’s whatever آپ want
Only the dead have seen it so how is we to know it’s a horrific place
Perhaps it is just a place آپ can be sent as a personal decision
I’m am not fully faithful, stepping into heaven would be fraud
I choose to accept whatever happens, in truth it is not me I worry about
Understand it’s all matter of opinion and I’m open to all
