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Post by ѕωιƒтƒαℓcση on Feb 14, 2018 20:56:51 GMT -5
If you're on Twitter you might have seen this delightful hashtag floating around, but I figured it might be fun to bring it on here. Basically, you write a cheesy "roses are red" type poem but summing up the plot of your book. And I thought it might be fun to share.
Water Dark & Forest Deep:
The Water is dark
and the forest is deep
and in the shadows
deadly creatures creep
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Long May She Reign
Blood is red
Heavy is the crown
you might end up dead
if you don't bow down
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Spaces in Between
Roses are red
The gardens are green
She won't find peace
in this place in between
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Post by » ѕнαdσω ⚔️ on Feb 14, 2018 22:09:20 GMT -5
Curse:
Eyes are green
Her soul is bleeding
His heart under siege by the Queen
A curse left breeding
Dark Side of the Moon:
A realm in between
An unwanted death sentence
Eyes with a silver sheen
A need for repentance
A Tale of Snow:
A child alone in the snow
A woman with a cold heart
A world to overthrow
A rebellion to fall apart
This was fun! :'D
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Post by ~Sapphire~ on Feb 17, 2018 9:43:39 GMT -5
It's not too late for Valentines stuff, right?
Butterflies are white
Villains will roam
How to protect
The place you call home
Violets are blue
A swan is dead
Somebody's guilty
Everyone's misled
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Post by αἱ νεφέλαι ἄνω on Feb 17, 2018 12:05:45 GMT -5
in the year of the tiger
violets are blue
the empress is dead
long live her daughter
if she ascends in her stead
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Post by ѕωιƒтƒαℓcση on Feb 17, 2018 14:26:05 GMT -5
~Sapphire~ it's never too late for horrible/wonderful roses are red poems ᴛᴜᴇsᴅᴀʏ OOPS I LIED THE BODY COUNT IS AT TWENTY FIVE I LOST IT
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Post by Dingoleap on Feb 18, 2018 15:38:12 GMT -5
Poetry isn’t my strong suit, but here goes nothing...
Return to Dust;
The ravens are calling,
Honour is dead,
A clan is in mourning
What will become of the young killer’s head?
Possible future fic;
The bones are gone,
The Oathbreaker’s lost,
The Keeper’s a pawn,
The gods have been crossed.
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