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I very much enjoyed your poem. It is well constructed and your choice of words are excellent, indeed.

Yep, your poem is epic at parts like goumas said.

And again, another excellent poem by Nichodemus. This one seems like one of your better poems. I kinda feel the same about what is in it too.

I'm not afraid to die,
I'm just angry I make you weep and sigh.
I'm not afraid to die,
But I just can't bear to see you cry.

Alright, here's the prequel teaser for Now Or Never, Now And Forever.

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The plane touched down on the black tarmac at a terrifying rate, the powerful engines screaming against the wind. I sat in my seat, nonchalantly glancing at my phone's screen. It was good to be back.

My overcoat swept up in a cloud of dust, the harsh ______ weather so familiar, yet so strange at the moment. Must have been...six years? Six years abroad, six years since I last came home. I grinned to myself.

I got into the taxi, muttering in the native tongue to the weather-beaten driver. 'Drive north, to _______'

The taxi sped off into the night breeze, as I closed my eyes. Mhmm...it was good to be back.

Ahhh, and the story prevails. Nice little teaaser thier.

Hmm, starts to give some hints and clues.

When will the prequel be done?

Well, I'm not really too sure. I wrote that teaser in a sudden burst of energy. The back-story is mostly flashed out, I just want to play it out, so that each part actually has it's own tale to tell, and not just be prequels to the final story.

Pretty beat up now, I'm exhausted from all my homework, and the exams haven't even started yet.

I'm exhausted from all my homework, and the exams haven't even started yet.

I haven't even started school yet. Yay 7th grade! /sarcasm

My history file alone weighs twenty pounds,

They give us six hours of lessons each day, followed up by six hours of homework. Wait? Six? No, actually it's more like eight I guess....I take 13 subjects counting gym and moral education which to be honest is quite bull.

Moral Education? So...

You see a man looking for his wallet. You see a wallet on the ground. What do you do: Take it...

Teacher: Mav!
Me: What?
Teacher: *slaps*

Teacher: *slaps*
Mav: *splutters*
Teacher: At least do it silently! Don't let the whole world know!

Btw, how was the storeh on page 28?

To hear funeral bells chime.

To bear the toughest brunt.

To consort with the monsters that dwell.

To feel the numbing creepiness.

I've been down to the deepest bottom,
To converese with the phantom.

To acknowledge mortals are flawed.

I'm not afraid to die,
I'm just scared we can't say goodbye.
I'm not afraid to die,
I'm just scared you'll always question why.

To always take that sharp dive.

I've always drank the boiling oil,
To learn to only work and toil.

I've lain in the shadows for ages,
To consult all the wise sages.

I'm just distraught you'll never feel high.

I've been hooked up to the machine too long,
To not hear my angel's song.

I've not known emotions other than hate,
To watch my heart eviscerate.

I'm just fearful you think it's all a lie.

I'm just too jaded to see the look in your eye.

But I just can't bear to see you cry.

Improved Poem as suggested.

Funeral bells chiming, as in my friends/people I've known.

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I'm Not Afraid To Die

I've faced death too many times,
To hear funeral bells chime.
I've been through the battlefront,
To bear all the toughest brunt.

I've seen the pits of fiery Hell,
To consort with the monsters that dwell.
I've been to the Ocean's murkiness,
To feel the crushing intenseness.

I've been down to my mindâs deepest bottom,
To converse with my inner phantom.
I've crossed losing swords with God
And acknowledged mortals are flawed.

I'm not afraid to die,
I'm just scared we can't say goodbye.
I'm not afraid to die,
I'm just scared you'll always question why.

I've lived the live of a slave,
To sleep and while away in the cave.
I've tasted defeat all my life,
To always take that sharp long dive.

I've always known my future,
To crumble my own structure.
I've always drank the boiling oil,
To learn to only work and toil.

I've been struck with the plague,
To appear misty and vague.
I've lain in the shadows for ages,
Vainly consulting all the wise sages.

I'm not afraid to die,
I'm just upset your tissues never dry.
I'm not afraid to die,
I'm just distraught you never feel high.

I've been hooked up to the machine too long,
Comatose not to hear my angel's song.
I've been sucked into the black hole,
To stretch and pull my own soul.

I've spent my life in the twilight,
To be born blind of blessed sight.
I've always prepared for that grim thought,
To feel eternally trapped and caught.

I've not seen the Sun in years,
To wander in my meadow of fears.
I've not known emotions other than hate,
To watch my heart eviscerate.

I'm not afraid to die,
I'm just fearful you think it's a lie.
I'm not afraid to die,
I'm just too jaded that see the look in your eye.

I'm not afraid to die,
I'm just angry I make you weep and sigh.
I'm not afraid to die,
But I just can't bear to see you cry.

Can someone give me like an overview about this thread?
Nicho compadre how have you been?

Can someone give me like an overview about this thread?
Nicho compadre how have you been?