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                     Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2007 10:53 am 
 
 
                        
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			             [♠♠]iBravedtreacherousSTReeTSAndKidsStrungOutOnHomemadeSpeed._______
 and we shared a bed in which i could not sleep.
 at all, woo, hoo, woo, hoooo.
 cause at night the sun in retreat.
 madetheskylinelooklikecrookedteeth___________In the mouth of a man who was devouring us both.
 You're so cute when you're slurring your speech,
 but they're closing the bar and they want us to leave.
 Here is just a place where all poetic people can talk,write,discuss about the poetic lifestyle.Because i have a journal full of poems and i wanted to share them with other people.Thank you and have a wonderful time discussing!
 Rules:
 *No making rude or nasty poems, just leave
 *No discriminating against Shakespeare,He is the poem god xD
 *Follow all guild rules
 *if you dont like poems, LEAVE!
 
 
 And you can't find nothing at all, if there was nothing there all along.
 No you can't find nothing at all,
 if there was nothing there all along.
 i'mawarheadversusheartandit'salwaysthisway_______
 myHEADisWeakMYheartalwaysSPeAKS you took my heart and ripped it in two But for some weird reason i am still in love with you 
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                     Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 7:33 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            ^^ I'll post some of my poetry  heart  
 - btw, where did you get the cute giraffe Icon, I want one  heart
 
 
 
 
 
 Colorblind
 
 I was diagnosed with a broken home
 The day I danced with the sun
 I saw you sitting all alone
 And your freedom lost and severed toes
 My Tattoos make you weak in the knees
 slapped winged stickers on your ankles
 grabbing your hand, I’ll be the crutch
 and the wind of paper animals
 pushing against these two left feet.
 
 *“let’s go, let’s run, lets dance”
 drink after drink adrenaline rush
 this is the life we have chosen
 devastating clues behind
 ink washed eyes,
 please leave the lanterns on
 I don’t want to lose my road guide
 Incase the stars burn out tonight.
 
 ^If I wasn’t holding your hand
 I wouldn’t recognnize the northern lights
 Even if they brushed against my face
 If our hearts were really on our sleeves
 I wouldn’t be so…
 Colorblind.
 
 *
 
 ^
 yea... separation leaves us colorblind.
 So hold on to me, grip tighter than death…
 I want to put the stars back in place…
 Into those once golden…. now grey-scale eyes…
 Cause you’re the brightest one…
 The sundial on the map of my….
 Colorblind life.
 
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                     Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2008 8:42 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            O.O*spaz*
 Yey!
 
 
 
 
 This one's called Too Late To Apologize.
 
 psychics, prophets and dreamers;
 who can tell what's right and what's wrong.
 i keep getting caught up in the mood.
 in the whirling, twirling, lifting lyrics of the song.
 i spin with them round and round, up and down.
 i get caught up until i'm bursting at the seams
 with all these emotions i can't describe,
 i dance them away, write them away. dream.
 i don't like this. i hate this.
 not knowing how to feel.
 i don't know what's wrong, what's right.
 what's dream. what's real.
 i keep spinning around and around and around,
 going up and down, up and down, up and down.
 on a spinning, whirling, twirling merry-go-round
 that floats and floats and floats until i'm no longer on the ground.
 i'm sorry... i think. i don't know.
 i'm apologizing to everyone i see.
 i wish i knew where to go; i wander.
 i don't like not knowing how or what to be...
 ...psychics, prophets and dreamers;
 who can tell what's right and what's wrong...
 
 
 I started it, and it wouldn't let me go. I haven't been able to write like that for a very long time. I've missed it. I was watching So You Think You Can Dance the first time I heard that song, and got hooked because of the dance to it. Omg. And then This came out of it. <3
 
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                     Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 11:08 am 
 
 
                        
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			             [♠♠]iBravedtreacherousSTReeTSAndKidsStrungOutOnHomemadeSpeed._______
 and we shared a bed in which i could not sleep.
 at all, woo, hoo, woo, hoooo.
 cause at night the sun in retreat.
 madetheskylinelooklikecrookedteeth___________In the mouth of a man who was devouring us both.
 You're so cute when you're slurring your speech,
 but they're closing the bar and they want us to leave.
 Those are both lovely poems.
 ginger: i dont know xD
 my friend used this layout and said i could have it so i rlly dont know.
 And you can't find nothing at all, if there was nothing there all along.
 No you can't find nothing at all,
 if there was nothing there all along.
 i'mawarheadversusheartandit'salwaysthisway_______
 myHEADisWeakMYheartalwaysSPeAKS you took my heart and ripped it in two But for some weird reason i am still in love with you 
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                     Posted: Sat Jun 14, 2008 5:18 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            old poem of mine Been meaning to do another revision (want to take out some stanzas) but I'm Lazy o_o Pen and InkBy E. D. Morrison
 
 Cover to cover
 And in every leaf
 A world of wonder
 Hides beneath
 
 Through its words
 And all its pages
 It tells its stories
 Throughout the ages
 
 Knights of paper
 Dressed in Ink
 See them March
 Hear them Klink
 
 Through the chapters
 They ride on
 ‘Til all the nightmares
 Are dead and gone
 
 In the tower
 The Princess Sleeps
 Awaiting Him
 Who braves the Keep
 
 Slay the Dragon
 Win the Girl
 All within
 A Paper World
 
 Paper Castle,
 Paper Hordes,
 Paper Heroes
 With Paper Swords
 
 Knights in armor
 And Magic Spells
 All within
 Its pages dwell
 
 This world is dying
 Fading away
 Never again
 Will dawn its day
 
 But some live on
 With Hearts for Homes
 Letting the mind
 Be free to Roam
 
 Stories we tell
 And thoughts we think
 All live on
 In Pen and Ink
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                     Posted: Sun Jun 15, 2008 8:56 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            Hey first post here don't be too harshthis was actually inspired by cirque de soleil
 
 As golden deities rise in song
 The North flies through the air on ribbons of the Norse wind
 The East balances with Asian dragons
 The South jumps through the African grasslands
 The West climbs among Indian tribal dancers
 
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                     Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2008 9:23 am 
 
 
                        
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			            Stella Montoya Hey first post here don't be too harsh this was actually inspired by cirque de soleil As golden deities rise in song The North flies through the air on ribbons of the Norse wind The East balances with Asian dragons The South jumps through the African grasslands The West climbs among Indian tribal dancersCool, I like your style         
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                     Posted: Thu Jul 03, 2008 8:41 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            Okay, here's one I wrote out of boredom. Its quite short and, yes, all of my poems fit into this 'sad and depressed' genre'.
 The matter that doesnt
 
 No matter how hard I try, I continue to see your face.
 No matter how hard I cry, you dont come to my side.
 And no matter how hard I scream, it remains silent and unknown to you.
 
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                     Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2008 4:49 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            My poems are in the depression catagory... its just because its kinda fun! x3 anyways... here is something i made... it kinda sucks... ish... i call it LOVE
 
 Love
 When I am with you
 I feel happiness
 When I look at you
 I see magic right before my eyes
 And you are always there for me
 Until I say those words;
 I love you.
 
 
 Yeah... i made it when i was like... 11... Not all my poems rhyme!
 
 
 
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                     Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2008 4:56 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            I'm bored so I made another poem...  It sucks because I was bored and made it up in like... 7 minutes... x]
 
 Lost
 I felt emocion
 between me and you
 And when I gave you my heart
 You ripped it in two
 Now I lie on the floor in my room
 And now I don't know what to do
 Because I am lost
 
 
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                     Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2008 2:02 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            here's an original one. Its sorta sappy but it will be published in a book.
 
 The Beautiful Maiden.
 
 I run. I hide.
 But I can't escape the love guide ever beckoning to me.
 With golden hair I can't help but stare when I see her big, blue eyes.
 The one who represents all that is pure and beautiful.
 I can't help but feel like I'm flying like a majestic eagle.
 
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                     Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2008 12:37 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            Spiderweb Theory
 Deaths strung together
 Lifes torn apart
 We've known it was useless
 Has been from the start
 You can live like a saint
 Or the devil himself
 Killing whose in your path
 'Till no lives left to taint
 Be greedy and rotten
 Be cheerful and kind
 If you always remember
 And keep this in mind
 The ruin has happened
 It's not in our minds
 For the downfall has started
 For all of mankind
 
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                     Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2008 1:20 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            Lord-Oz old poem of mine Been meaning to do another revision (want to take out some stanzas) but I'm Lazy o_o Pen and InkBy E. D. Morrison
 
 Cover to cover
 And in every leaf
 A world of wonder
 Hides beneath
 
 Through its words
 And all its pages
 It tells its stories
 Throughout the ages
 
 Knights of paper
 Dressed in Ink
 See them March
 Hear them Klink
 
 Through the chapters
 They ride on
 ‘Til all the nightmares
 Are dead and gone
 
 In the tower
 The Princess Sleeps
 Awaiting Him
 Who braves the Keep
 
 Slay the Dragon
 Win the Girl
 All within
 A Paper World
 
 Paper Castle,
 Paper Hordes,
 Paper Heroes
 With Paper Swords
 
 Knights in armor
 And Magic Spells
 All within
 Its pages dwell
 
 This world is dying
 Fading away
 Never again
 Will dawn its day
 
 But some live on
 With Hearts for Homes
 Letting the mind
 Be free to Roam
 
 Stories we tell
 And thoughts we think
 All live on
 In Pen and Ink
 ~
i LIKE thi poem it's cool.         
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                     Posted: Mon Jan 12, 2009 6:51 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            Heres my most recent poem it has no namealso im a noob at this so go easy on me
 
 These tears that fall
 they fall for you
 morphing my dreams
 and making me blue
 this sorrow filled nightmare has to end
 i can see the light
 just round the bend
 but the tears wont stop falling
 they keep coming down
 my time with you im stalling
 the end is coming now
 i do not wish to part
 but it must be done
 now that this is over
 ill have no such fun
 ill cry, ill wish
 
 yea thats it
 
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