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Lying? Eh? I have to be honest; I'm not sure.

 

Spawn got the closest... :)

 

You don't want to lie in court' date=' so what is the opposite of lieing? *Oh, please, get this.. If you don;t, I get to make fun of you for the rest of your life.*

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hump your to late on that i'm already made fun of every single day of my life already!

and i guess the truth too.....

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[spoiler=Ultimate Beggining]

Just follow the lonely river

Down a pitch black stream

The heat of the frost makes you shiver

But the beating sun makes you gleam.

As much as you try to make amends

Your desperate guilt hungers on sorrow.

But happieness thrives on unimaginable wins.

Venture through your own deep sorrow

And you'll come into an ultimate beggining.

 

 

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[spoiler=Ultimate Beggining]

Just follow the lonely river

Down a pitch black stream

The heat of the frost makes you shiver

But the beating sun makes you gleam.

As much as you try to make amends

Your desperate guilt hungers on sorrow.

But happieness thrives on unimaginable wins.

Venture through your own deep sorrow

And you'll come into an ultimate beggining.

 

 

 

Ooh, ooh, ooh! I like it! Very nice imagery!

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Hey guys whats up?! hope you all had a good Easter(if you celebrate it). Here's another poem.

[spoiler=Sometimes]Sometimes, I hear people cursing my name

And I find myself wishing to do the same.

Sometimes, I know I need to go somewhere

And I don’t know where to go out there.

Sometimes, I wish I could be just like you

And I know it will never come true.

Sometimes, I hope it will all come to an end

And I never realize it’s all just pretend.

 

 

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Ok well i made this one in study hall in my book of rhymes...

 

It may not rhyme.

 

When i try to get up my ears close and my eyes well up.

When i try to take myself away from time and space;

Everything i've ever known, its just all sheet to me though.

I try to survive, combine what reality is to what my mind defines it;

And try to live a long life.

Trying to keep my eyes shut;

Trying to keep my head up;

Its tough;

And as much as i try i'll still wake up.

Friends betray me,

While the economy slays me,

And i'll still strike back one day crazy.

Love craves me,

While religion sways my mind away from the real me.

WHile i try too keep myself calm,

I still read the Quran,

While i keep myself alarmed.

Book of Rhymes.

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I wrote this in school. Inspired by Tool's 46 & 2.

 

 

 

Shadows

Touch my skin

Clinging to my

Past again.

 

Shadows

Pull me in

Sense the darkness

All within.

 

Searching for myself inside of me.

Barricade the doors I'm reaching to.

Searching for myself inside of you.

I don't think I have a path to choose.

 

I, know to walk and to,

Crawl, eat and sleep just to,

Know, take for granted to,

Die, just so I get mine.

 

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Heres one of my older poems.

[spoiler=Love under the moonlight]

I sang this song

Late at night

Thinking about you

And your delight

We stared at the stars

And I marveled at the sight

That was your face

Shining in the moonlight

From then on I knew

Everything would be alright

Banished were my fears

And all my fright

Holding you close

Holding you tight

I realized then that

You were my light

 

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Heres one of my older poems.

[spoiler=Love under the moonlight]

I sang this song

Late at night

Thinking about you

And your delight

We stared at the stars

And I marveled at the sight

That was your face

Shining in the moonlight

From then on I knew

Everything would be alright

Banished were my fears

And all my fright

Holding you close

Holding you tight

I realized then that

You were my light

 

 

Sappy. Still, it's pretty good.

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Heres one of my older poems.

[spoiler=Love under the moonlight]

I sang this song

Late at night

Thinking about you

And your delight

We stared at the stars

And I marveled at the sight

That was your face

Shining in the moonlight

From then on I knew

Everything would be alright

Banished were my fears

And all my fright

Holding you close

Holding you tight

I realized then that

You were my light

 

it is very good. i like the rhyming and it's romantic.

Here's a banner for the club. What'ya think?

 

r93ius.png

it fits the club perfectly and i know i cant top that.

[offtopic]: http://forum.yugiohcardmaker.net/thread-114415.html [/offtopic]

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Heres one of my older poems.

[spoiler=Love under the moonlight]

I sang this song

Late at night

Thinking about you

And your delight

We stared at the stars

And I marveled at the sight

That was your face

Shining in the moonlight

From then on I knew

Everything would be alright

Banished were my fears

And all my fright

Holding you close

Holding you tight

I realized then that

You were my light

 

it is very good. i like the rhyming and it's romantic.

Here's a banner for the club. What'ya think?

 

r93ius.png

it fits the club perfectly and i know i cant top that.

[offtopic]: http://forum.yugiohcardmaker.net/thread-114415.html [/offtopic]

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[spoiler=Who am I?][align=center]Who am I? Where have i gone? What voice controls my tone? Im not a genious, but a pastor, no cleavage, no master. I've tried my best, to enjoy, and dont forget, im not a toy. I've never changed, never left. Never been kept. I've endured torture before, mind raping and concious chaining, and i still have enough wits to not go crazy. Dont play me, ill play you. Dont be sleepy, ill waste you. Im not a murderer, im not a hunter. Im nothing i want to be except for a wanderer. I may be little, i may be small, but inside im nothing but tall. I may trip along the way, i may fall, but ill get up, and ill answer my call. I m not really religious, im different, i could be considered an idiot. I'm a poet, a poet laureate, im an elite duelist, im the best you can get. I make friends easily, easy to get, easy to make fun of, and heck, i dont give a damn. I dont give if you know me, but if you do ill be there. Ill be there to help, i'll be your secret key. You may consider yourself amazing, but i know you arent, and even if you are, i dont give a fart. I put myself under others, no confidence no bravery. But in the right time i provide much clarity, share with me, your life story. I'll hold it dear and it'll be mentioned in the glory.

Thats me.[/align]

 

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heres some more pomes form me

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[spoiler=The Tune of the Twin Towers]

The Tune of the Twin Towers

For no one is left,

for it’s only a terrifying memory,

from the white ghosts all a row,

From the murky leaking roof to the dampened windows,

“therefore” said the shadow’s of the ghosts “ this is the tune of the twin towers.

 

For no one sees them,

They sit by the ruble remains of the towers,

They cry on what had happened,

“Alas” said the shadow’s of the ghosts “this is the tune of the twin towers”

 

If any of the living go the remains of the towers now,

They would wind up dieing in the rubble just like the others,

All of the poor unfornate souls claimed by the twin towers,

“death is sadness” said the shadow’s of the ghosts “this is the tune of the twin towers”

 

 

[spoiler=“Follow Your Dreams”]

“Follow Your Dreams”

Follow your dreams on a journey,

Follow your dreams across the country,

Follow your dreams to the Pacific Ocean,

Follow your dreams to the great caves that have been reformed by man,

Follow your dreams and let your heart swore into the land of laudably and dreams…

 

 

[spoiler=Hatred]

“Hatred”

The feeling I hate most,

The feeling that controls my anger,

The feeling that you get when you want to kill someone,

The feeling the lives on a flame that burns brighter every second of every day,

The feeling that releases the storm inside,

The feeling I always fell is hatred…

 

 

[spoiler=“Captured”]

“Captured”

Why was I the one,

Why did the Fire Lord chose me,

Why was I the next Moon God

Why was I the power fullest out of the Moon tribe,

 

Now because of that I’ve been captured,

Now I’m in the Fire Lord’s torcher chamber,

Now my powers are going to be taken away,

Now I’m never going to see Reala again,

Now that I’m here my life to over,

 

Their is no hope for me now,

Their won’t be any prayers answered,

 

Here I won’t even see tomorrow,

Here I see my life before me,

Here my last breath and memory,

I see Reala the one I love and the one who has protected me all this time,

I see the memory fade to black…. Here being captured really sucks!

 

 

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[spoiler=Who am I?][align=center]Who am I? Where have i gone? What voice controls my tone? Im not a genious' date=' but a pastor, no cleavage, no master. I've tried my best, to enjoy, and dont forget, im not a toy. I've never changed, never left. Never been kept. I've endured torture before, mind raping and concious chaining, and i still have enough wits to not go crazy. Dont play me, ill play you. Dont be sleepy, ill waste you. Im not a murderer, im not a hunter. Im nothing i want to be except for a wanderer. I may be little, i may be small, but inside im nothing but tall. I may trip along the way, i may fall, but ill get up, and ill answer my call. I m not really religious, im different, i could be considered an idiot. I'm a poet, a poet laureate, im an elite duelist, im the best you can get. I make friends easily, easy to get, easy to make fun of, and heck, i dont give a damn. I dont give if you know me, but if you do ill be there. Ill be there to help, i'll be your secret key. You may consider yourself amazing, but i know you arent, and even if you are, i dont give a fart. I put myself under others, no confidence no bravery. But in the right time i provide much clarity, share with me, your life story. I'll hold it dear and it'll be mentioned in the glory.

Thats me.[/align']

 

Interesting to read. Telling a bit about yourself eh?!

heres some more poems form me

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[spoiler=The Tune of the Twin Towers]

The Tune of the Twin Towers

For no one is left' date='

for it’s only a terrifying memory,

from the white ghosts all a row,

From the murky leaking roof to the dampened windows,

“therefore” said the shadow’s of the ghosts “ this is the tune of the twin towers.

 

For no one sees them,

They sit by the ruble remains of the towers,

They cry on what had happened,

“Alas” said the shadow’s of the ghosts “this is the tune of the twin towers”

 

If any of the living would go to the remains of the towers now,

They would wind up dieing in the rubble just like the others,

All of the poor unfortunate souls claimed by the twin towers,

“death is sadness” said the shadow’s of the ghosts “this is the tune of the twin towers”

 

 

I felt this had fairly good imagery.

[spoiler=“Follow Your Dreams”']

“Follow Your Dreams”

Follow your dreams on a journey,

Follow your dreams across the country,

Follow your dreams to the Pacific Ocean,

Follow your dreams to the great caves that have been reformed by man,

Follow your dreams and let your heart swore into the land of laudably and dreams…

 

It was nice and inspiring.

 

[spoiler=Hatred]

“Hatred”

The feeling I hate most,

The feeling that controls my anger,

The feeling that you get when you want to kill someone,

The feeling that lives on a flame that burns brighter every second of every day,

The feeling that releases the storm inside,

The feeling I always feel is hatred…

 

Hehe I feel that way sometimes too but its generally clouded by insanity.

 

[spoiler=“Captured”]

“Captured”

Why was I the one,

Why did the Fire Lord chose me,

Why was I the next Moon God

Why was I the most powerful out of the Moon tribe,

 

Now because of that I’ve been captured,

Now I’m in the Fire Lord’s torture chamber,

Now my powers are going to be taken away,

Now I’m never going to see Reala again,

Now that I’m here my life to over,

 

There is no hope for me now,

There won’t be any prayers answered,

 

Here I won’t even see tomorrow,

Here I see my life before me,

Here my last breath and memory,

I see Reala the one I love and the one who has protected me all this time,

I see the memory fade to black…. Here being captured really sucks!

 

 

I really liked this one and thought it was interesting.

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[spoiler=Who am I?][align=center]Who am I? Where have i gone? What voice controls my tone? Im not a genious' date=' but a pastor, no cleavage, no master. I've tried my best, to enjoy, and dont forget, im not a toy. I've never changed, never left. Never been kept. I've endured torture before, mind raping and concious chaining, and i still have enough wits to not go crazy. Dont play me, ill play you. Dont be sleepy, ill waste you. Im not a murderer, im not a hunter. Im nothing i want to be except for a wanderer. I may be little, i may be small, but inside im nothing but tall. I may trip along the way, i may fall, but ill get up, and ill answer my call. I m not really religious, im different, i could be considered an idiot. I'm a poet, a poet laureate, im an elite duelist, im the best you can get. I make friends easily, easy to get, easy to make fun of, and heck, i dont give a damn. I dont give if you know me, but if you do ill be there. Ill be there to help, i'll be your secret key. You may consider yourself amazing, but i know you arent, and even if you are, i dont give a fart. I put myself under others, no confidence no bravery. But in the right time i provide much clarity, share with me, your life story. I'll hold it dear and it'll be mentioned in the glory.

Thats me.[/align']

 

Interesting to read. Telling a bit about yourself eh?!

heres some more poems form me

[align=center]

[spoiler=The Tune of the Twin Towers]

The Tune of the Twin Towers

For no one is left' date='

for it’s only a terrifying memory,

from the white ghosts all a row,

From the murky leaking roof to the dampened windows,

“therefore” said the shadow’s of the ghosts “ this is the tune of the twin towers.

 

For no one sees them,

They sit by the ruble remains of the towers,

They cry on what had happened,

“Alas” said the shadow’s of the ghosts “this is the tune of the twin towers”

 

If any of the living would go to the remains of the towers now,

They would wind up dieing in the rubble just like the others,

All of the poor unfortunate souls claimed by the twin towers,

“death is sadness” said the shadow’s of the ghosts “this is the tune of the twin towers”

 

 

I felt this had fairly good imagery.

[spoiler=“Follow Your Dreams”']

“Follow Your Dreams”

Follow your dreams on a journey,

Follow your dreams across the country,

Follow your dreams to the Pacific Ocean,

Follow your dreams to the great caves that have been reformed by man,

Follow your dreams and let your heart swore into the land of laudably and dreams…

 

It was nice and inspiring.

 

[spoiler=Hatred]

“Hatred”

The feeling I hate most,

The feeling that controls my anger,

The feeling that you get when you want to kill someone,

The feeling that lives on a flame that burns brighter every second of every day,

The feeling that releases the storm inside,

The feeling I always feel is hatred…

 

Hehe I feel that way sometimes too but its generally clouded by insanity.

 

[spoiler=“Captured”]

“Captured”

Why was I the one,

Why did the Fire Lord chose me,

Why was I the next Moon God

Why was I the most powerful out of the Moon tribe,

 

Now because of that I’ve been captured,

Now I’m in the Fire Lord’s torture chamber,

Now my powers are going to be taken away,

Now I’m never going to see Reala again,

Now that I’m here my life to over,

 

There is no hope for me now,

There won’t be any prayers answered,

 

Here I won’t even see tomorrow,

Here I see my life before me,

Here my last breath and memory,

I see Reala the one I love and the one who has protected me all this time,

I see the memory fade to black…. Here being captured really sucks!

 

 

I really liked this one and thought it was interesting.

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well i'm glad you liked them, the one of the tune of the twin towers i had to do for a school project, follow your dreams was also for a school project baised off a movie, hatrad i worte is because i really wanted to kill someone at school, and Captured i wrote because i was borad....

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Based on my webcomic that isn't up yet.

[spoiler=The Torment of Negine]

To think, to dream, to hurt, to scream

'Twas all she was on cruel Etern

Now he has shown her truth, to turn

Her life, its meaning, upside down

And worse, continue, turn around

Destroy her pure integrity.

She can't see Machiavelli

Her angel guard that spurred her forth

In life, and with her, her mentor

So now, she breaks, she cries, she screams.

 

 

You'd need to know Negine and Saedra to understand any of this, so just take it as it is for now.

 

[spoiler=The Tune of the Twin Towers]

The Tune of the Twin Towers

For no one is left,

for it’s only a terrifying memory,

from the white ghosts all a row,

From the murky leaking roof to the dampened windows,

“therefore” said the shadow’s of the ghosts “ this is the tune of the twin towers.

 

For no one sees them,

They sit by the ruble remains of the towers,

They cry on what had happened,

“Alas” said the shadow’s of the ghosts “this is the tune of the twin towers”

 

If any of the living would go to the remains of the towers now,

They would wind up dieing in the rubble just like the others,

All of the poor unfortunate souls claimed by the twin towers,

“death is sadness” said the shadow’s of the ghosts “this is the tune of the twin towers”

 

It's prose. Cool imagery, though.

[spoiler=“Follow Your Dreams”]

“Follow Your Dreams”

Follow your dreams on a journey,

Follow your dreams across the country,

Follow your dreams to the Pacific Ocean,

Follow your dreams to the great caves that have been reformed by man,

Follow your dreams and let your heart swore into the land of laudably and dreams…

 

 

Pacific Ocean? "Laudably?"

[spoiler=Hatred]

“Hatred”

The feeling I hate most,

The feeling that controls my anger,

The feeling that you get when you want to kill someone,

The feeling that lives on a flame that burns brighter every second of every day,

The feeling that releases the storm inside,

The feeling I always feel is hatred…

 

How does hatred control anger? Also, random angst FTL.

[spoiler=“Captured”]

“Captured”

Why was I the one,

Why did the Fire Lord chose me,

Why was I the next Moon God

Why was I the most powerful out of the Moon tribe,

 

Now because of that I’ve been captured,

Now I’m in the Fire Lord’s torture chamber,

Now my powers are going to be taken away,

Now I’m never going to see Reala again,

Now that I’m here my life to over,

 

There is no hope for me now,

There won’t be any prayers answered,

 

Here I won’t even see tomorrow,

Here I see my life before me,

Here my last breath and memory,

I see Reala the one I love and the one who has protected me all this time,

I see the memory fade to black…. Here being captured really sucks!

 

 

Background knowledge pl0x. Also, that last line is horrible.

 

 

You could use some work on conventions.

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