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Flying SoloI lay inside myself and dream, Of all that should have been. Of love's many labours lost, In seasons that were then. I hear the drumbeat mournful pound, Inside my weary breast, Pining for a lovlier day, When all I knew was best. As I toss and turn and weep, I think of long ago, Before the shadow crept upon my mind, Like the frost before the snow. Tears do not fall hard and heavy, But quietly make their peace, Given begrudgingly from a heart, Whose stoic determination will not cease. Common sense and common laws, Struggle with unyeilding romanFlying Solo
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A Pleasant StrollI took a walk inside my mind, To visit the neighbors. I decided to start with those Who had just moved in. They were friendly enough, But, new, Strange. A family called "Self-REcognition" They made me feel like I knew myself better. Something I've wanted. An odd sort of people, To be sure, but nice. I walked to the next block, I passed Love's house. She's always unhappy these days. It seems the gossip is that Lonely, Well, gave her a rough time. Anger was smoldering a bit, He wasn't very happy that I had dropped by. But StreA Pleasant Stroll
by ~THEshameOFblame
His SacrificeThe rose shared its thorny crown With the lily and the lamb, And they pushed a heavy cross into The Prince's gentle hands. They cursed him, spat upon his face, Beat him with their fists, And mocked him with a velvet robe, A purple worthy of a prince. He staggered up the lonely road, His burden on his back, Another burden in his heart, As he stumbled on the track. They tore his clothes from his flesh, They cast their lots within his view, He almost wept in love and wrath, For the souls he would renew. He felt the steel that bit his wrists, TheHis Sacrifice
by ~THEshameOFblame
O AvalonO Avalon of beauty rare, No Earthly city can compare, With thy grace by magic wrought, And lessons of love that thou have taught.O Avalon
O Camelot with warriors brave, Dear Arthur, who defied the grave, Thy legend has come to be a song, Of hope and love for things long gone.
O legends that tell of mountains tall, And heroes who are loved by all, The majesty of thy lore, What mortal heart could wish for more?
by ~THEshameOFblame
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- Current Residence: Middle of Nowhere, Midwestern USA
- Interests: Acting (my first love) writing, singing
- Favourite movie: depends on my mood
- Favourite genre of music: not really partial
- Favourite poet or writer: JRR Tolkien, Poe, or Tamora Piecre
- Favourite game: SPEEDBALL!
- Favourite cartoon character: Hawkgirl, or Aladdin, Aladdin is hot
- Personal Quote: Practice makes you better, Determination makes you the best
- Tools of the Trade: Pen, pencil, any write-on-able substance, computer
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I fucked your mother.
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