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













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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)
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Life is like a walnut cake: throughly mixed up,nutty, and tastes like a bad joke.
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,___,
[O.o] - Athena is my middle name! My first is Pallas.
/)__)
-"--"-
I
blending in its circle
Once it's you
Twice it's two
Is it o to ryhme like that?
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 ^^
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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
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
--
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
That sux. |BP|
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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
It was school assignment
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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
--
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
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