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Post by ℜust ℜed ℜose on Jan 30, 2017 16:50:02 GMT -5
RRR is procrastinating again, so she makes another one of these threads.
The poems are going to be based around your screen name, or at least somewhat. They're generally going to be the first thing that I think of when I see your name. And yes, they rhyme.
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Post by 𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘶𝘯 on Jan 30, 2017 16:50:45 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Jan 30, 2017 16:53:14 GMT -5
May I have a poem?
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Post by ℜust ℜed ℜose on Jan 30, 2017 17:04:23 GMT -5
The towering mountains are built of wood, And the calm cool lake is silver glass. They hide behind trees of leather and thread, And stitch the fields of metal grass.
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Post by stonekeeper on Jan 30, 2017 17:07:22 GMT -5
May I have a poem, please?
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Post by ℜust ℜed ℜose on Jan 30, 2017 17:10:30 GMT -5
In the hands of hero great, From bloodlust they could not hope to sate, One carries the burden of their guilt, Scents of gunsmoke and oil spilt. For honor and glory fought, Justice the hero had once sought. Death instead had dropped on by, A million souls all doomed to die. When victory had come at last, Hero could not forget the past.
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Post by 𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘶𝘯 on Jan 30, 2017 17:11:32 GMT -5
The towering mountains are built of wood, And the calm cool lake is silver glass. They hide behind trees of leather and thread, And stitch the fields of metal grass. that's so pretty! I love poetry so much I can't. thank you ^^
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Post by ℜust ℜed ℜose on Jan 30, 2017 17:12:58 GMT -5
May I have a poem, please? The hills unravel, Stone turns to dust, Mountains of gravel, Iron, and rust.
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Post by "not" june on Jan 30, 2017 18:11:07 GMT -5
ahh if you could do one thatd be cool ;;
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Post by ℜust ℜed ℜose on Jan 30, 2017 18:33:20 GMT -5
ahh if you could do one thatd be cool ;; Some time after May, But not quite early July, When the flowers are blooming, And the creek hasn't run dry. Soon we'll be free, For when Summer arrives, The school year has ended, And June brightens our lives.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 31, 2017 15:29:09 GMT -5
In the hands of hero great, From bloodlust they could not hope to sate, One carries the burden of their guilt, Scents of gunsmoke and oil spilt. For honor and glory fought, Justice the hero had once sought. Death instead had dropped on by, A million souls all doomed to die. When victory had come at last, Hero could not forget the past. Yeeeees this is perfect oh my god
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Post by VIXENCLAW on Jan 31, 2017 15:36:35 GMT -5
Please do me.
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Post by ℜust ℜed ℜose on Jan 31, 2017 15:43:25 GMT -5
Among the trees, hunter stalks, Russet red like Autumn leaves, Smart is the fox; The king of sly thieves.
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Post by VIXENCLAW on Jan 31, 2017 16:04:01 GMT -5
Among the trees, hunter stalks, Russet red like Autumn leaves, Smart is the fox; The king of sly thieves. thanks! I love it!
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Post by The Forgotten on Jan 31, 2017 16:19:15 GMT -5
Hmu
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Post by ℜust ℜed ℜose on Jan 31, 2017 16:32:37 GMT -5
There was a time when years ago, Your poor mind was at peace, But now, my dear, the pain rolls on, And your old friend sanity's deceased. You grasp for answers you cannot hold, For in your hand there lies a grudge. There is no room for two, And we both know the stubborn rarely budge. Alas, you won't remember, How history played out. You lied to yourself before, And now even me you doubt.
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Post by mickle on Jan 31, 2017 20:15:06 GMT -5
moi por favor
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Post by ℜust ℜed ℜose on Jan 31, 2017 20:20:54 GMT -5
A delicate flower, Petals ruby and gold. A hardened stone face, Of soot and mold.
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Post by ℜust ℜed ℜose on Feb 1, 2017 19:02:30 GMT -5
Aaaah this idea is great! A poem, please? :) With wicked wings of spirits dead, And beedy eyes black ebony, The raven rears her regal head, Demanding different destiny.
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Post by ℜust ℜed ℜose on Feb 1, 2017 19:36:16 GMT -5
Flesh red and cold, Snow white like ice, Bitter sweet berries, One can't taste twice.
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Holly Snow
My full names are Hollyleaf;) and Snowwing™
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Post by Holly Snow on Feb 1, 2017 21:15:20 GMT -5
Flesh red and cold, Snow white like ice, Bitter sweet berries, One can't taste twice. how nice a poem about death for me
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