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Death of the blackened Love
Fear confused, Love lost
Both mourned with one another
The lost forgotten, once together

Swift as the night
Hidden like the wolf
By his side comes gentle Mercy
Rejected as they thought
Forgotten as they fought
Living in their darkest nights

They mourn for your friend
Protect what you have
The night they accompany
The fear they repel
Safety is the blackened love
©2008-2009 ~bubbles1994
:iconbubbles1994:

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This is a peom I had to do in my English class. The goal was to write a peom at least 16 lines on any color, he perfered it not to ryhme, which was good cuz I'm not very good at rhyming.

I chose black. My fave color


Black to me is a mystery. A blackened love is one that is not allowed or one that is misunderstood. Fear was his love, the one that did not accept their love.
The blackened love wondered the night with is one friend, Mercy who understands him. Thet were rejected and ignored but stayed strong.
The blackened love is the love that will not give up. The misunderstood protector keeping you safe.

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:icondragonluver22:
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Yet another great art!! I had to put this to white font with a black backdrop and read it a few times over to fully let it sink in...

RANDOM STORY TIME!!
Two yrs ago we had to choose out favorite colur and make up a poem about it. But, after choosing out colours, we found out it had to rhyme. We were not allowed to choose black or white as a colour. I chose blue, lucky for me, but some people chose Purple. XD Try to rhyme that!! (Burp'l)

--
Life is like a walnut cake: throughly mixed up,nutty, and tastes like a bad joke.
--
,___,
[O.o] - Athena is my middle name! My first is Pallas.
/)__)
-"--"-
I :heart: dolphins and Tails Prowler and KIRBY!!
:iconbubbles1994:
Mask that hidden Purple
blending in its circle
Once it's you
Twice it's two

Is it o to ryhme like that? =D I'll continue it if u want :iconpounceglomp:



Thanx so much. I might be posting more short stories and poems w/ my teach. Plus, I wanna bring up my vocab which is where my short stories will com from ^^

--
A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate
When morning comes it'll be too late

In a world that she can't rise above
But her dreams give her wings
And she flies to a place where she's loved
Concrete angel
:icondragonluver22:
That's great!! We actually had to rhyme with it every other line, and it always had to rhyme with the color. I practically died writing mine!! It was something like:
I am blue.
Though I may now seem,
my fave number is two.
I really love purple,
But I do love blue.

Somethin like that XD

Anytime!! Yayz!! I have to post more couplets, but I have to get topics for them!! Any suggestions??

--
Life is like a walnut cake: throughly mixed up,nutty, and tastes like a bad joke.
--
,___,
[O.o] - Athena is my middle name! My first is Pallas.
/)__)
-"--"-
I :heart: dolphins and Tails Prowler and KIRBY!!
:iconbubbles1994:
More what? I cant see the damn computer. The light is making me see wierd. I'm not in my best mood B( (that's my lil upset smiley)

--
A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate
When morning comes it'll be too late

In a world that she can't rise above
But her dreams give her wings
And she flies to a place where she's loved
Concrete angel
:icondragonluver22:
MOAR COUPLETS!!
That sux. |BP|

--
Life is like a walnut cake: throughly mixed up,nutty, and tastes like a bad joke.
--
,___,
[O.o] - Athena is my middle name! My first is Pallas.
/)__)
-"--"-
I :heart: dolphins and Tails Prowler and KIRBY!!
:iconbubbles1994:
Thanx :hug:

It was school assignment

--
A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate
When morning comes it'll be too late

In a world that she can't rise above
But her dreams give her wings
And she flies to a place where she's loved
Concrete angel
:iconbubbles1994:
For what? Any kinda subject?

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A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate
When morning comes it'll be too late

In a world that she can't rise above
But her dreams give her wings
And she flies to a place where she's loved
Concrete angel
:iconmenestria:
You're welcome !^^

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