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 Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 1:25 pm
drama_tiki439 Hatebreed809 Our Dark FatePlease come out of your trance And take a glance out the window Take a look at Our sick and sad little world Watch, as we all are doomed to our shackles Come take a look out the window. It only last but a short while Till all your pain and suffering is ended. So come!! Come take a look Watch, as we all are lost in the dark mindless abyss So come, come outside And march with us March with us to our dark cruel fate wow. so true. you new here? havn't seen you before. or it could just be me, i guess. hey yeah..... sorry if it sounds weird... but how long have you been in the guild? sweatdrop i m not very observant... crying
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 4:13 am
roses are red
violets are blue
most poems rhyme
but thisone doesn't.
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 7:14 am
O woe is thee
The weary hearts of love
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It's a work in progress. sweatdrop
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 8:17 am
lol I like it so far Blade!
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 8:31 am
kushizu roses are red violets are blue most poems rhyme but thisone doesn't. Well, that explains alot...'Cause they dont! whee heart
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2004 8:54 am
She sits alone , Her eyes fixed on him
Watching as he walks across the room
Strutting proudly like a pecock as he walks
He passes her , and she opens her mouth to speak
but nothing comes out .
Only silence
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Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2005 12:46 pm
Roses are red, heart
Violes are blue, heart
I have a crush, heart
But its not on you! redface its stupid but oh well!
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2005 7:49 am
sorwwow pain and strife is what i exprinced in the game of life
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2005 2:29 pm
I havn't played that board game in a long time.
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2005 12:19 pm
CpainsorVio7 I havn't played that board game in a long time. are you taken to me?
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2005 5:37 pm
Here are a few poems from my friend Ben.
Only a Name
Why does it hurt so much
It’s only a name
The name that I want to forget
Yet I cling to it
I hold on so desperately
I know my hope is in vain
But I press on
Continuing my epic struggle
Why does it hurt so much
Old thoughts barrage me
Emotions of the past resurface
The chime of it feeds the pain
My thoughts distort as it’s spoken
It’s not the manner which you speak it
It’s not the pain it caused
It’s the joy which brings misery
Why does it hurt so much
My anguish strikes swiftly
The cold nights haunt me
A shroud of question envelops me
Why does it hurt so much
Why do you hurt me
Why do I hurt myself
Why is the question indeed
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Blind Love
Alone even when were together
Mystery consumes us
In the shadows we await
Afraid of the dark
Questions spiral around us
A never ending vortex
Here we are stuck
Afraid of the dark
Answers deeply buried
A grave for our light
Here we are hidden
Afraid of the dark
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Blind
The star blinds me
Lost in nothingness
I wander on
Forever reaching out
Lost in nothingness
Alone and afraid
Forever reaching out
Shadows dance around me
Alone and afraid
I look for guidance
Shadows dance around me
Confused in disarray
Shadows dance around me
I wander on
Confused in disarray
The star blinds me
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Heartbreak
How can you hover over me
Taking so much pleasure in pain
Vanishing for moments
Only to slither your way back into my heart
The weight you carry
Is overwhelming
Suffocating me as you push on
Chaos and devastation are your intent
Without remorse you destroy me
Who can restore my tranquility
Past illnesses resurface
Every time you drift past me
That darkness I cannot handle
As you make my heart pulse with despair
I try and look beyond the moment
To see the greater light
But my efforts are in vain
I foolishly thought I could be content with my life
Perhaps we are meant to live together
Intertwined with my very being
Me, and you,
My torment
Copyright © 2004 ben goodpaster. All Rights Reserved.
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2005 5:50 pm
What do you mean 'Am I taken by you'? ::is slightly confused::
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2005 6:54 pm
~Forgotten Prophecy
Forsaken forlone shadows
in an sightless world
The End of Days bereft
in a scroll its told
An ancient evil stirs
the ancients care not to wake
The world may see darkness
for the destruction in man's wake
The Chorus sings ever on...
A mortal born
upon a glimmering pool of gossamer darkness
his life was torn
The Chorus sings ever on...
The Dragons hoard their Earthly Treasures
The Mer rest within their Boundless Seas
The Ignis rest within, light Sacred Fires
The Chinook harboring the Midday Breeze
The Seraphs chant and gleam from the Gilded Ether
The Mystik play on in darkness, light the Nether
The Chorus sings ever on...
A mortal immortal,
an ageless paradox
A Mystik of darkness
from the lineage of light
His death brings life
his beginning an end
A change in life and death
he is that challenges eternity
For the deity's will is broken
and a rift is made...
The Challenge therein
poised to shake the foundations
Of immortality
a state of chaos noneother,
But a peaceful beginning in ceaselessnes
The Chorus sings ever on...
But hark that Mystik's final phrase...
...his last words herald the End of Days
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2005 3:18 pm
Confusion
Lost in a world
I don't understand
This blood on my hands
I cannot explain
Whats wrong with my mind?
Whats happened to me?
This blood on my hands
I cannot explain
Help me..
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Locked Inside
I keep them locked deep inside
Far Away from the sunlight
Others stand up and shout
'What was it all about?'
I keep them locked deep inside
Sheilded from their visions
No one sees
No one feels
No one can stand up and shout
'What was it all about?'
They whisper in each others ears
They stop and stare and gawk
Why can't they stand up and shout
'What was it all about?'
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2005 9:03 pm
The Puppet
What is this deep inside?
An emotion, and no more.
Then why do I feel like
I am flying to the moon.
Why does it hurt,
When he looks away
To take a glance at her.
My stance begins to sway
As my heart falls broken to the floor.
What am I to him?
A puppet and nothing more.
My strings dangle in his hands
As I fall broken to the floor.
This must be why it hurts.
What is this upon my hands?
Just blood.. and nothing more.
I feel nothing as I watch,
It fall do the floor.
So this is what it is like..
To love and to be broken.
Then why do I feel
Something.. much much more.
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