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 Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2008 9:22 pm
Hi!!~ first you have to introduce yourself
Then you make up a poem!!
~RULES~
1. The poem has to rhyme blaugh
this isn't a rule but your poem doesn't have to make sense!
I'll start with an example!
Hi My name is Litey...
I love chicken I love Liver meow mix meow mix please deliver!!
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Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2008 12:36 pm
even though I might lie
I promise I won't make you cry
for I will be with you until you die
heart
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Posted: Wed May 28, 2008 9:22 pm
I love you when you're in front of me,
I love it when you talk.
But please..
Follow me and walk.
If you die the next day,
My heart will be bleeding.
I love you and you learned it the hard way.
That I will die along with you.
Loving you.
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Posted: Fri May 30, 2008 9:08 pm
There is always a smile,
there i always some fun,
there is always a Chara,
LIVING IN MY HEART!!! heart
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Posted: Thu Jun 19, 2008 8:15 am
Name: Maria
Out in the rain I walk alone.
Standing in the rain you're on the phone.
Those lousy pay phones ate your quarters
So I'll lend you a hand for starters.
Though we don't know each other
It's really not a bother.
With your umbrella we walk back together.
Out in the rain, we walk side by side.
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Posted: Sat Jul 05, 2008 6:31 pm
Snowie ish here,
Alone in the dark,
I seek a blood red and bright lock.
The key to the lock is my heart.
One that I might follow,
To see my true love.
Even thought I can't see him.
I can turn into a dove,
And soar though the sky in search of him.
With small droplets of rain,
It represents love that I contain.
Deep down he might not know,
I love him but it'll never ever show.
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2009 4:26 pm
'Allo. Puff's the name and sucking at all things poetic is my game.
ButterflyLost butterfly,
Rest on my shoulder,
I will be with you,
Even as I get older.Bumblebee
Save me,
My fragile little bumblebee,
I look up to the sky...
You still do not come.
Until you arrive,
I will cry some.
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