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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2005 10:10 pm
Here's a few more I wrote. They're not as good, but I decided I'd post them. I'll post more later.
My forever, My always
In his mind, he thinks, What he thinks, I'm not sure, But I'd sure like to know, Does he love me? Or does he hate me? Or does he only think of me as a friend? Or a best friend? Or a something else? A stranger on the street? But I know what goes through my mind, And I think of him as my love, My forever, My always, I love him, And I always will, Forever, For always, My forever, My always.
My best friend
His eyes, Holding you when you need to be held, His lips, Ready to speak soothing words when you won't calm down, His hands, Ready to catch you when you fall, His legs, Ready to run to you when your too weak to run to him, He's always there, REady to help you when you need help, He's always there, And he's my best friend, And I trust him, And I love him, And i miss him, And I just want him to come home.
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2005 10:23 pm
water sprinkle Here's a few more I wrote. They're not as good, but I decided I'd post them. I'll post more later. My forever, My always In his mind, he thinks, What he thinks, I'm not sure, But I'd sure like to know, Does he love me? Or does he hate me? Or does he only think of me as a friend? Or a best friend? Or a something else? A stranger on the street? But I know what goes through my mind, And I think of him as my love, My forever, My always, I love him, And I always will, Forever, For always, My forever, My always. My best friend His eyes, Holding you when you need to be held, His lips, Ready to speak soothing words when you won't calm down, His hands, Ready to catch you when you fall, His legs, Ready to run to you when your too weak to run to him, He's always there, REady to help you when you need help, He's always there, And he's my best friend, And I trust him, And I love him, And i miss him, And I just want him to come home. very nice. thank you for posting them.
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2005 11:13 pm
i dont know if this would be clasifyed as a poem..
As the rose petals fall, My dreams disappear, Into a forgotten world. Where lost souls roam, A place of demands. Blood stains, Cries of horror, That hunt my every dreams. The one I wait for has not come yet, I shall never be saved from the one so brave, I roam this dark place in hope, hope, though has not come. My soul so lost and alone, I pray that one will find away, To save all from our selves. I act brave, But am not, Tears stain my cheeks, Eyes red, So tired but can not rest. Must go on, Cannot let them get me, Too tired.... Soon slip into a dark and endless sleep. The brave did not save, At least in my time. Was not strong enough, I fell like the others before me, hopeless.
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 11:03 am
water sprinkle Here's a few more I wrote. They're not as good, but I decided I'd post them. I'll post more later. My forever, My always In his mind, he thinks, What he thinks, I'm not sure, But I'd sure like to know, Does he love me? Or does he hate me? Or does he only think of me as a friend? Or a best friend? Or a something else? A stranger on the street? But I know what goes through my mind, And I think of him as my love, My forever, My always, I love him, And I always will, Forever, For always, My forever, My always. My best friend His eyes, Holding you when you need to be held, His lips, Ready to speak soothing words when you won't calm down, His hands, Ready to catch you when you fall, His legs, Ready to run to you when your too weak to run to him, He's always there, REady to help you when you need help, He's always there, And he's my best friend, And I trust him, And I love him, And i miss him, And I just want him to come home. those are really good water sprinkle biggrin
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 11:05 am
wondering_soul i dont know if this would be clasifyed as a poem.. As the rose petals fall, My dreams disappear, Into a forgotten world. Where lost souls roam, A place of demands. Blood stains, Cries of horror, That hunt my every dreams. The one I wait for has not come yet, I shall never be saved from the one so brave, I roam this dark place in hope, hope, though has not come. My soul so lost and alone, I pray that one will find away, To save all from our selves. I act brave, But am not, Tears stain my cheeks, Eyes red, So tired but can not rest. Must go on, Cannot let them get me, Too tired.... Soon slip into a dark and endless sleep. The brave did not save, At least in my time. Was not strong enough, I fell like the others before me, hopeless. wow, wondering soul I like it good job there hope to see more of your work.
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 11:12 am
wondering_soul i dont know if this would be clasifyed as a poem.. As the rose petals fall, My dreams disappear, Into a forgotten world. Where lost souls roam, A place of demands. Blood stains, Cries of horror, That hunt my every dreams. The one I wait for has not come yet, I shall never be saved from the one so brave, I roam this dark place in hope, hope, though has not come. My soul so lost and alone, I pray that one will find away, To save all from our selves. I act brave, But am not, Tears stain my cheeks, Eyes red, So tired but can not rest. Must go on, Cannot let them get me, Too tired.... Soon slip into a dark and endless sleep. The brave did not save, At least in my time. Was not strong enough, I fell like the others before me, hopeless. Wow. I really like it. That's great.
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 4:06 pm
Thank you MistyRose, and water sprinkle iam glade u liked them!
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Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2005 5:51 pm
Bob was a very mad person Bob wanted something to make him happy so bob went to a basket ball game that on most nights had a 'If our team wins, everyone gets a free hot dog' night. Bob whent to a game and asked the person next to him what night it was. the neighbor said "it is '10,000 people punch Bob in the head night' by the way, i didnt catch your name. Bob foolishly said that his name was bob. the people around him started rolling up their sleeves. Bob shruged and watched the game. The other team was ahead by 4 points in the last 10 seconds of the game. Bob shruged and laughed at the people around him. But in the last 5 seconds, a player scored the first 5 point shot in history. The home team won. 10,000 people punched Bob in the head. Bob died. The end. ~Stephan Pastis
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Posted: Mon Oct 03, 2005 12:02 am
orange~paradise Bob was a very mad person Bob wanted something to make him happy so bob went to a basket ball game that on most nights had a 'If our team wins, everyone gets a free hot dog' night. Bob whent to a game and asked the person next to him what night it was. the neighbor said "it is '10,000 people punch Bob in the head night' by the way, i didnt catch your name. Bob foolishly said that his name was bob. the people around him started rolling up their sleeves. Bob shruged and watched the game. The other team was ahead by 4 points in the last 10 seconds of the game. Bob shruged and laughed at the people around him. But in the last 5 seconds, a player scored the first 5 point shot in history. The home team won. 10,000 people punched Bob in the head. Bob died. The end. ~Stephan Pastis thats very interesting orange~paradise
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