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Topic Started: Feb 1 2009, 03:26 PM (258 Views)
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In under 3 minutes I am going to write something, Poetic how about, I do not get to revise it, once it is put down its put down, no fixing spelling or grammer or any bullshit, because this is what I do when Dota is DLing

I'm not sure where or when I saw you,
On the floor or in the sky,
On the one hand the ground held you tight,
But on the other the sky reflected in your eyes.

Strange the way I can't concentrate,
Not sure what if or whatever,
All in good time I'll learn I guess,
So long as I can just see for once.

See what it is I am doing, look at the world,
Splendor will it bring, or perhaps dismay,
I care not to know until the time comes, until it is done,
For such is my nature.

Am I to expect that the world will be as I had hoiped?
N, of course not, I am no idealist,
Yet I can not deny the longing that it will,
My brai is split here, on these two ideals,

So what does it matter, if things are not as I wish?
Only my bubble will be harmed, and no onc elses,
Simple things, for such happends every day,
Ever hout someone's perception is shattered.

That is a shame granted, but what of it?
Am I too stop and mourn each disruption of hope,
stop and condier each destruction of imagination and splednor?
I have not the time, for my life is a simple one.

Ad thats three.
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not sure what condier is... ponder, maybe?
i like it, a lot. interesting what people come up with, just streaming.

is this directed towards anyone or is the "you" mentioned just a product of the "im writing a poem!" mentality?
do you choose the plastic? or the real?
man i choose the plastic.

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Probably, and the you was supposed to be my fiancee, but I kinda took about 7 left turns in terms of theme so I'm not sure anymore, heh.
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Now we'll try one while I'm at work.

I'm happy on my little lisland,
My little island of bliss,
Paradise and lovelyness,
All of this for me...

Sweet Serenity in the false waves,
The rush of the lemmings,
The waxing at daybreak,
All before my isdland.

My peers watch me,
My elders watch me,
They all watch,
I'm rather content whjile they are not.

Because I have an island,
I have peace anbd tranqulity,
They have only envy,]
Bitter envy.

Damn trhem then,
this treasrue is mine,
All mine, forever,
Forever and ever.

Because on my island,
In my sanctuary,
I can be greedy, malevolent,
I can be me.
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That was rather nice. The concept is marvelous- and if you mean it, I totally agree. If you don't, I don't agree with you but with your poem. >P
Reminds me of About A Boy.
do you choose the plastic? or the real?
man i choose the plastic.

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I am a fucking god amongst men,
A fucking idol amongst trinkets,
A god fucking forsaken demon amongst imps,
A fucking titan amongst champions.

I am bleedy fucking immortal,
I am all fucking knowing,
I am fucking eternity,
I am the fucking doom of archons.

I am the God of a Light,
I am the fucking Lord of all Shadows,
I am the fucking watcher in temptest,
Whose eyes can not be fucking swayed.

I am the master of all that is fucking evil,
I am the ruler o the good and kind fucking hearted,
I am the kind of man that no fucking person would see coming,
Until their fucking soul was fucking mine.

Go to fucking hell,
Before I rip you by your fucking tongue to heaven,
All so I can see the fucking look on that beautiful fucking face, my dear,
Because at least then, I can get a fucking reaction out of you.
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