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RMRK General => Creativity => Topic started by: Forty on July 26, 2008, 02:13:29 AM
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You
Sunlight and moonlight cycle through
Bringing everyday anew
As the days goes by
I keep thinking about you
Cold and warmth work together
Loneliness is the coldest place to be
But when I am around you
I feel as warm as can be
Push and pull keep the earth in balance
Your beauty pulls on my heartstrings
And your personality pushes me forward
Without you I’d fall out of line
My physical feats may not be great
But the pen is mightier than the sword
And may I leave you with one final remark
Without you, my heart is torn
Credits: To my loved one for inspiration, and to Irock for a little help
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You made it sound good.
Bravo, m8.
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Thank you ^_^
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Jokes aside, nice work. :3 Very heart felt.
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Jokes aside, nice work. :3 Very heart felt.
BALLOON RAPE
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Every post in this topic thus far has contained the word "you". :o
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Not anymore.
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Jokes aside, nice work. :3 Very heart felt.
BALLOON RAPE
:facepalm:
That's Hand Banana, you know, Meatwad's dog that can make pastries.
And thanks for the comments guys :)
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Don't facepalm me >:(
If I didn't know what it is I wouldn't have known it raped Carl about 20 times. Hence I wouldn't have said balloon rape.
Nice poetry, it's as nice as amateur poetry can get.
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No it isn't. Here's an amateur poem that I made up on the spot:
Delicately.
Recite words that I've written on this ancient paper.
Is it too much to ask that you be true?
Absolute zero.
The temperature of fidelity,
when all that I would want would become you.
I sic a smile on you from the formula I've taken.
I'm indisposed, but I'm also in contempt.
I lie as I lie myself upon this rusty sheet.
Is there another that would have your time well spent?
For all the questions that I ask, one answer can't be found.
Because I lead you on it won't make sense-
until you've been there for yourself:
until you've lived this life.
A mile in my shoes won't help you repent.
Tell me, are you ready to be obsolete?
Answer, are you prepared to shed your skin?
The only thing
that I want to know is
are you sure of
what
you
are?
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Stop stealing fortycrusts spotlight mr. amateur Shakespeare
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Sorry. I just get pissed when people call poets "amateurs". You're either a poet, or you aren't. A royalty deal doesn't mean shit.
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:3