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Wow! Lots of entries in the middle of the night! All updated and saved, my lovelies!
Rebirth

A butterfly will be reborn
On a night such as this.
But for my rebirth?
I could only wish

I am broken and torn
And the pieces will not fit anymore.
The way I have got
Is away from those previously sworn.

As the shards of crimson glass
Fall around my feet,
The butterfly continues to flutter
As I stand in defeat.

For my heart can not
Be wrapped in a shell
To heal and change
And continue just as well.
I'll write up some prose~
This is a very interesting subject, I've got some ideas.

I also enjoyed reading all of the poetry entries <3
Oooh, good poetry, so far! I think I might try my hand at some prose, since it's slightly more difficult, in this case. In my opinion. I think I have a decent idea, I hope you'll like it. ^_^

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What is this with people not knowing whether their entry is prose or not? People! If it's organized into paragraphs and sentences, it's prose. If it's organized into lines and stanzas, it's poetry.

In a nutshell, if it's not poetry, it's prose. There's only two "big" categories of writing.
MyMeteora81
Mary had a little lamb.. Whose fleece was white as snow..



Woo.
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I liked your poem akwila.
^.^



Stupid fucking lamb.. Go baaaah somewhere else..



thank you! blaugh

i liked yours too 3nodding
May you please mark a spot for me? I'll have mine within the next day or two, depending on how long Colour Guard practice tryouts last.

We have suicidal butterflies; they like to fly out in front of my mom's car. O.o;
WolfMaidenTwilight
May you please mark a spot for me? I'll have mine within the next day or two, depending on how long Colour Guard practice tryouts last.

We have suicidal butterflies; they like to fly out in front of my mom's car. O.o;


O_o

domokun
This poem is dedicated to my mother.

Unconditional Forever

She won't be around
when you want her to be
She wont be able
to visit anytime
She won't live
down the street always
She won't be
the metamorphase that changes your day
She won't be able
to be your savior
She won't have
the memories for all time
She won't be able
to hug when needed
She won't laugh
when you wish she would
She won't be annoying
when you wish for it most
She won't smile
when you pray for it above all
She won't cry
when you are filled with hate
She won't be disappointed
when you screw things up
She doesn't have forever
in her vocabulary of her time
In this time left
She won't allow you
to step upon her
In her time left
She won't allow anyone else
to do such to her hard won freedom
She won't stand
for injustice to herself
She won't discard
all her hard work
BUT
She will
love you forever
The only forever
that speaks the truth.
WolfMaidenTwilight
May you please mark a spot for me? I'll have mine within the next day or two, depending on how long Colour Guard practice tryouts last.

We have suicidal butterflies; they like to fly out in front of my mom's car. O.o;


Color guard! Loved it, except for all the drama.

And which section will you be entering, m'dear?
Decrepit Carousel
WolfMaidenTwilight
May you please mark a spot for me? I'll have mine within the next day or two, depending on how long Colour Guard practice tryouts last.

We have suicidal butterflies; they like to fly out in front of my mom's car. O.o;


Color guard! Loved it, except for all the drama.

And which section will you be entering, m'dear?

Prose please!
i likes _insert witty theme here_'s poem

ninja
I will enter under prose. ^^
Rip the Wings of a Butterfly


Your soul has been broken.
You no longer wish to live.
You say,
"No longer will I cry out your name
In the night!
No longer will I wish you were here
With me!"
You say these things
But once again,
You don't stand true to your words.
The pain you feel inside
Boils over
And and the dagger
You hold above your heart
Plunges into your chest.
You lay cold and dead
On the floor.
And once more
The wings of a butterfly have been ripped.

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Hmm... I think I might try to write a prose also...
List updated again. Oh my, so popular. ^^
Hey, i would like to enter, one for each the poetry and the prose. i'll have to post them later though. heart

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