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Posted Mar 17, '12 at 10:28pm

kevin8ye
514 posts
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The skyline glitters
i hear and think and think
but when i go
there is no glow
from the rumored skyline
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Posted Mar 17, '12 at 10:29pm

kevin8ye
514 posts
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ooops, new line:
Over the woods and through the river
lol
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Posted Mar 18, '12 at 6:42pm

jkl3848
241 posts
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Over the woods and through the river,
Wait, you can't go through the river.
You would get all wet!
The knight steps bravely,
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Posted Mar 18, '12 at 9:45pm

light_chaser
626 posts
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The knight steps bravely,
knowing not what face he,
he slays monsters stupendously,
the knight stepped bravely.
the epic armorgames
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Posted Mar 18, '12 at 11:08pm

gnosiphile
51 posts
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The epic armorgames dwarf the competitors,
awash in the size of the gatherings of settlers.
As winners and losers are ticked off in light,
some perish, some buckle, and others still fight.
When fletchers are busy
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Posted Mar 19, '12 at 10:07am

jkl3848
241 posts
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When fletchers are busy,
they don't work as hard.
They do their first work,
and work till the dawn.
The snow falls,
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Posted Mar 19, '12 at 10:57am

light_chaser
626 posts
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The snow falls,
without getting hurt,
and they dont live in a yurt,
this is now random,
I dont have a fandom,
falls,hurt,yurt,random, and fandom.
firetail_madness is weird.
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Posted Mar 19, '12 at 11:43am

jkl3848
241 posts
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fiertail_madness is weird.
That's what light_chaser says.
I don't know what to think.
But I know I like PEZ.
The bird flies in the breeze.
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Posted Mar 19, '12 at 12:26pm

gnosiphile
51 posts
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The bird flies in the breeze.
It carries a pointed delivery.
It's sent with too much ease
by the experts in national livery.
The hope that's held off extinction,
that cooler heads will prevail,
continues without the distinction
of being unable to fail.
Unless we halt division,
and learn to drop our walls,
this Babel we've envisioned
may find its rigored fall.
So understand a stranger,
and know that you're one too.
It alleviates the danger
of thinking the untrue.
The original post in this thread called for poems rather than just verses, so I went for something a touch longer.
In fevered dreams barely recalled
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Posted Mar 19, '12 at 1:58pm

jkl3848
241 posts
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In fevered dream, barely recalled,
I sit and eat, although I'm appalled.
The forest is dark. I'm all alone.
No life, just moss and stone.
I awake at night, in a cold sweat,
and think about the time, true love I met.
I'm alone.
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