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11-07-2015, 08:17 PM
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~~~ Official 2015 Poetry thread ~~~
I can't breath
The flames of my passion are dying A fire bright enough to blot them all out Dreams burned from my mind Like an empty shell Waiting to crash Forever 404 And lost Alone Darkness falls | ||
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#3
11-07-2015, 08:38 PM
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Awake at 4:30pm
"Dinner's ready" from the door Can't I just have leftovers Must you wake me, fucking whore Stumble my way upstairs Hair matted filled with grease "Good morning" says my mommy But i never feel no peace Beard long, it catches in pasta Yeah, losing my tenuous grip Tomato sauce under my chinny I'll get my epic soon, or I will flip | ||
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#5
11-07-2015, 08:50 PM
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Roses are red
Violets are blue BDA lawyering Coming near you | ||
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11-07-2015, 11:25 PM
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#7
11-07-2015, 11:35 PM
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Ragefire
Dear Ragefire, I miss you. I know we haven't seen each other Since the autumn leaves turned over. When the ice crusts my armor, I think of the hot summer days when I sweat in my chair Pearl in hand, swiping at the air. I know... This is mostly my fault, Zordak. I haven't been there. Ice crystals and newer dragons have called me. But this is also on you babe. You're a fucking whore. I've seen the pics with ten cursors Hovering eagerly over your face the second u pop. and i know. u want it U want those filthy pearls wobbling on your body you cant wait to crush them your eyes will blaze in fury once again and you will transform into a mighty dragon capable of being killed a husband and wife. I guess I was never enough for you. I've accepted that. But know, Zordak... even in the darkest hour on this ice-waste continent of Velious THere are times when I remember the heat And i dream to lay in your arms Clicking the DS upon myself over and over the arms which others always won... | ||
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11-07-2015, 11:57 PM
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That part is true But violets are purple Not fucking blue
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