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I don't do poetry, that often... my vocabulary isn't that large, but I feel like, since I write stories, I might as well give my paw to the poetry Corner. I onl have one poem so far.. here it is.
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Break Up:

Broken hearted,
Tears and Sadness,
Life becomes heated
Certainty, left alone,
The finale, over the phone.

Fallout 3 Based poem:

Thank the Overseer

I love the vault, It's safe here.
thank the Overseer, Thank the Overseer!
We are safe, from the world outside,
We stand together, hiding with pride!
Thank the Overseer, Thank the Overseer!
We are safe, we're fed, It's here we stay,
Until we're dead.

Not that bad i like it .

A single moment, after Graying skies,
I'd trade it all, before the rest of me dies.

One step further, Getting closer,
heart falling, just for her.

Bleeding hearts, coloring roses,
Let me be here for her, Lest my soul decomposes.

Originally posted by Malk
A single moment, after Graying skies,
I'd trade it all, before the rest of me dies.

One step further, Getting closer,
heart falling, just for her.

Bleeding hearts, coloring roses,
Let me be here for her, Lest my soul decomposes.

I adore this one. Good job!

This doesn't rhyme.. I don't know if it belongs here.., but it's how I feel...


My soul withers, I am lost in nothing but the night, with no moon.
I don't have anything left. My heart is slowly fading, losing emotion.
I've no one to hold, I've no one to tell the three sacred words I've longed to say, and truly mean it.
I've told her how I felt, but I cannot win her. She's with someone else, and I've been abandoned. By god, By love, By friends, and family.
I've no where else to turn but to sit and cry, and pray to the one called god, who I've never believed in. To follow in the footsteps of any slave who has asked for the unattainable. Who has asked for freedom, only to be whipped by his master.
True love is there.. I will never love someone else like I do her, but there is no way I can have her. I've lost her, I've hurt her, I've done nothing but mope.
This is my final chance, and I have to take it. Giving up now would only kill me. Emotionally, and physically... I could not live without hearing her voice, atleast once, saying the three, sacred words... "I love you."

Well i like it (:.