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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 5:55 pm
hey peoples! I thought we shoud make some poems ha i am a big poetry freak sowwie but i wanna see who is good at poetry! =]
the fog is closing in on mt i cannot see a thing i do not no where to run nor to hide like a foolish child i begin to cry longing for the love the i will never get [uhh wrote that on the spot]
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 9:23 pm
i am your light, you are my knight, together you and i are a light knight
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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2010 6:40 pm
love makes you feel as if you can fly love makes you cry and cry all night love makes you think and dream and believe love makes you wish that everyone would leave love makes you die a little more inside love makes you wish that you could end life love is a burden and yet is a privilege you never know what's gonna happen with love
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Posted: Sat May 15, 2010 12:20 am
I just made this today and I never write poetry, so tell me how it is.
NONE CAN COMPARE
Oh the heavens and the stars None can compare In me you see the smile meant to hide my scars None can compare I hoped that this love will soon be called ours
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Posted: Wed Feb 23, 2011 4:57 am
In every Room of our time together there is a box, Of memories we shared, Now is the time to pack away, With Sadness and with Care. The first is a simple smile, When ever I thought of you, Neatly folded into four, It’s the best that I could do. Next are all the memories, Of the times when we were two, Wrapped with love one by one, Sealed with tears as glue. And then there are the butterflies, I had when you were near, Now in a cage of sadness, And locked up with a tear. Now to pack are the pieces of my heart, Gathered in a pile, Each one wrapped up tenderly, And placed next to a distant smile. Finally all the shattered wishes, Placed in softly so no more can break, Covering them over trying not to cry, So they would not all ache. Lastly walking round each room, Closing each and every curtain, Shutting each and every door, Leaving behind each and ever pain. Gathering up the memories we shared, Making sure I've got them all, Packing them softly because I cared, Leaving them in the boxes in the hall.
I love poems, i made this during times of sorrow but i liked it. -Lithios-
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