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Post # 11
Your friendship and love,
And all the wonderful things
That they bring into my life,
Are like nothing else
I have ever known.

My heart is complete
With the love we share,
And our love grows more
Beautiful each day.

I love you,
And as long as we are together,
I have everything I need.

You are with me always...
In a smile, a memory, a feeling
Or a moment we share.

You will always be
My Forever Love
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Re: Poems
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Post # 12
hey im good at them. lol

I’d give anything to see the sun set on the horizon,
I’d do anything to gaze at a full moon in the night sky;
Even a rainbow would make me smile,
And I’d love to swim in crystal clear waters
Of an untouched sea;
Sometimes I’ll see a shooting star,
And try to gaze from afar,
All the diamonds in the night sky;
The mist on the mountains is breathtaking,
As is walking in rainforest;
To see cascading waterfalls I’d do anything for,
As to stand on the highest peak in the world,
And look at the sights below;
I’d love to soar on wings above the clouds,
Across the bluest skies;
I’d do anything to see
All the beautiful things in the world,
Like a red rose blooming in the Sahara,
Like a river twisting through a dusty land,
All the beautiful things in the world;

But I also know I am looking at
The world’s most beautiful creation,
Every time you smile,
And every time I look into your eyes
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Re: Poems
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Post # 13
alright time to show everyone my greatest talent: poetry
it might ruin some moods and make some people run but here:

Hello tormentors I've got something to say,
I think about you everyday,
How anger is sweet and vengence is pure this is how i got to here,
I might look dumb but I'm really smart,
Scars hold together my scarred heart,
Like a demon thats been set free i feed off your misery.
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Re: Poems
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Post # 14
though i would also add this one:


I dig this grave under the heavens tears,
Who its for stands right here,
Infected and cast away so they wouldn't see her,
branded with a number so they wouldn't know her,
sent down the tunnel without a glance.

They tell you how beautiful she looks in death,
how she went somewhere better but really never left,
Pathetic how they sit and cry over something which has been a lie,
just another body, another sigh,

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Post # 15
this is my odd attempt at a love poem:


My warrior so brave and strong,
Holds me so gently with such powerful arms,
Brushes my tears away and saves me once again,
Running through the fire ignoring the pain,
Just to save a fallen ones grace.

He takes away my fear, my heart flutters shyly,
Is he the one or is this a dream? My feelings cry out,
Yet them I do not show, only a rosy blush as a mask,
As he carries me against him back home.
“ Sleep now sweet angel. Be at peace and let slumber take you” he whispers softly,
Tucking the satin around me, cradling my tired head to my pillow,
I know he will be there when I awaken, my ever watching guardian,
As my eyes slowly close I smile not feeling so alone.
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Re: Poems
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Post # 16
I think this is time for a poem-off. ;).

Stars Shine, The Moon is Bright.

Brillan las estrellas,
La luna es brillante,
Saltos de agua caida,
En esta noche hermosa.

Stars shine,
The moon is bright,
Waterfalls crash,
On this beautiful night,

Murcielagos vuelan,
Los lobos aullan,
Los arboles de baile,
Soplado por la viento.

Bats fly,
Wolves howl,
Trees dance,
Blown by the wind.

De pronto la pas ha roto,
El me has despertado.

Suddenly, the peace is broken,
Evil has awoken.

PS- I speak Spanish, thats why half of the paragraphs sound other worldly :)
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Post # 17
Within Thy Queen's Mind
Have you ever looked inside some one's mind? Figured out that person's functions, their deepest and darkest secrets? What that person yearns for in their life? What that person hates, what that person loves? What that person truly fear? I will leave an open door way into my mind, so you can explore its story.

Thy mind is quite a battlefield, two sides, created as one, fight among each other. Constant shooting one another and throwing others into a fiery black hole full of black throne brushes. The objective of this war is to get to "The Tree of Light." Many want it's success, other's want it's wealth, and all want it's happy future. But everyone is blind, blind be the draft that's blowing everyone towards everlasting failure. Thy Sun blazes black, Thy moon shines white, while everything else is merely colorful. There's blood everywhere, seeping down the clear crystal stain glass that surrounds us all. Shadows with red rubies for eyes, roam the land, whispering all of Thy darkest secrets, but if you try to listen, your head will simply explode.

A little girl dressed in a pure white dress, with eyes black as brown coffee, with long hair as long as The Nile River, wanders a maze, full of red and white roses. Beware, if you get to close, they will give you a very nasty bite. She carries a golden scythe, with blood dripping from it, staining her beautiful long brown hair. Turning it pitch black, dark as the Boogie Man's dungeon, full of sinful souls. Souls he feasts upon every night of his miserable life. If you listen carefuling, you'll hear her dress dancing with the wind. You can sense sense evil reeking out of her, yet a bright blue halo floats above her head. Hanging from a white cloud, with a red chained rope tied around his neck, is a man. His face is blank, but his voice is ever so vile. A death sentence lays upon his shoulders, never finding peace, never receiving hope. He urks Thy Queen! He's Thy shadow, forever shall he follow her until Thy says "Enough!"

A 16 year old boy with hazel blue eyes, with hair as brown as caramel, runs through The Garden of Hope, throwing roses and daisies everywhere. Hearts spill out of his mouth, while he yells "Roses are red, violets are blue, you love me and I love you!" He dances, he sings, he says "I love Thy Queen!" In a graveyard, an emo girl walks. Her hair black, her clothes black as well. She sees things that Thy Queen shall never lay hands on. This emo girl's name is West. West owns a graveyard full of bodies that she killed behind Thy Queen's back, but who is Thy to stop West, for West is Thy Queen's Angel of Death.

There's a woman whom which everyone loves, everyone admires. She's Thy Queen ideal, she's Thy Queen's dream. But even for Thy Queen, this is all but wishful thinking. Above this all, is an Eclipse, raging for its existence, within it, Thy Queen sits, watching over her sad, but beautiful kingdom. Thy Queen's eyes are brown, cold as stone, showing no fear, no guilt, not even mercy. But Thy Queen's smile, ever so warm, so happy, showing hope, laughter, and even love. Thy Queen sings her yearnings fora wonderful King, an Asian guy, with beautiful caring eyes, someone who will leave pink and red cherry blossoms on her bed every night and day. But Thy Queen has yet to find her vocation, because Thy Queen is stuck at a dead end, for she has yet to end her chaos and start her journey to tranquility. That my friend, is what Thy Queen's mind carries deep within!
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Post # 18
Distant Memories On A Foriegn Shore.

If I thought another day would do,
I'd stay to see the dawn with you;
But I've tried so hard
and gave so much
For the touch, the smile, the sound of you.
That's all I get though, no promises
No heart-filled seemingness.
So I guess I'll leave for richer lands
The cooler breeze and softer sand.
But here I'll leave my heart, what good is it when torn apart?
And return one day, in memory
To this place, this- The Start.
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Re: Poems
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Post # 19
The foot on the ground was quick and fast,
the sole of the shoe was new and would last.
Or so we thought.
The road was rockier by far
then anything past.
We we're not prepared for this.
We started with heart,
but that quick turned to hate.
Filled with the whispers,
The touch and the taste.
No,We were not prepared for this place.
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