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 Posted: Tue Apr 11, 2006 4:58 pm
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In the castle of a mighty king,
A beautiful damsel begins to sing.
A band begins to play and thrum,
And guests begin to dance and hum.
As they all sing and dance,
Knights fight with shield and lance.
In a bloody field far, far away,
Men fall to the ground where they pray.
They pray for mercy and a quick death.
Today may be their last to draw breath.
If this bloody day must be their last,
They ask that God forgive their past.
Miles away from this eventful wrong,
Guests of a king listen to a damsel's song.
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Posted: Sat May 27, 2006 2:58 pm
thats good i like it i really do. i have one.
Scream Me Something Beautiful
Secrets hide behind these lies
Fall to my knees and hear my cry
Against the wall I bang my fist
Painful habit I can't resist
Rhythm of the rain heals my wounds
So hard to believe I've fallen so soon
Love left just as soon as it came
No sparks left to reignite the flame
Twists and turns of this deserted path
Are like walking upon broken glass
Love is but a shattered dream
Just another promise,no one can keep
I feel more empty with each breath I take
I become more lost with each move I make
The beauty I seek is inner deep
Rest my head and scream myself to sleep
Lock my heart and rid of the key
Proctect myself and become love's enemy
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Posted: Wed May 31, 2006 9:27 am
Somehow, methinks this poem has a double meaning. gonk
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Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2006 6:25 pm
The door in my closet is a very interesting one. It was covered in oranges, duct taped to the wood. When i opened the orange covered door, I saw a purple staircase, curling around like a slinky. When I stepped on it, i noticed it was slipery. Looking closer, I found it was covered in cooking spray. When i went down further, I los my balance and fell the rest of the way. Expecting to hit a hard floor, I found myself falling into water about three feet deep. It was a greenish color,a nd I could see small fish swimming away from where I landed. I looked around, keeping close to the stairway. I soon found a boat, about five feet into the water. It was small, purple with yellow pin stripes. I climbed in,a nd it started moving.
At first I was startled, wondering how a boat could move on it's own, with not a strong current or motor. I stopped my questioning soon, though, because I was thinking back on the day. I mean, it's not every day you find a door that leads to a river in your house. Soon after climbing out of the boat, ir brightened and I emerged from a tunnel into a beautiful feild. I could see the pale green grass moving, and a baboon with a horn- a unibabboon (distant relation to the unicorn)- ran past me on the bank of the river. I stared after it as it ran up a tree, and I decided I'd stay the rest of the day here.
So for about five, six hours I stayed there, exploring the new place in my closet. As night fell in the land in my closet, I decided I should go back home. I got back into the boat, found my way up the slippery stairs (only falling once), and back through the orange covered door. The next day when I went to go in after school, it was gone. Maybe next snow day I'd find the door again
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sweatdrop Short story, very random
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