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I do random stuff sometimes. Not usually good at em, but that doesn’t matter :)

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Promised Lies

A promise sealed with a kiss.

But little did these fools know,

That their promise was but a miss.

A lie that melts as quick as snow.

Their promise was broken like glass.

Their hearts shall no longer beat.

And these fool’s hearts alas,

World’s end will never meet.

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Restless

I’m waiting for my kingdom come

When I can finally be free

Coming back from this restless run

Just don’t try and stop me

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Queen Mab and Lovers’ Dreams

Oh, then I see Queen Mab hath been with me!

She is the fairies’ midwife, a mischief maker,

A dream maker.

Drawn by her team of little atomies,

O’er men’s noses as they lie asleep!

Her wagon a fairytale’s scene,

And her gift, is more a curse.

For this Mab gives lovers’ dreams!

And a lover’s dream is the the most dangerous thing in the world.

They turn a man inside out,

They make a man as good as dead,

They make a man feel powerless.

Does this fairy’s gift give you sorrow?

This is that very Mab!

This,

Is,

SHE!

For I speak of nothing.

I speak of dreams,

The children of an idle brain.

And Queen Mab, a curse.

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I lay down my sins: Pride

I lay down my sins to you.

Pride.

I’m the best, I deserve you. You need me.

We need each other, I need you.

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Song of the Dragonfly

That beady eyed devil,

Who buzzes without a care.

One sings a joyous tune.

As he flies about the air.

Oh! careless is he,

That wild and swift flyer.

Such wonder, so free!

Oh, he never does tire.

To be like the dragonfly,

A wish so true and dear!

To the shootings stars I cry,

As I shed a joyous tear.

A free spirit is he,

Who is like the dragonfly.

Wild, swift and free.

So go forth into the sky.

This is the song of the dragonfly.

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You

You are beautiful, but I can’t tell you

You are amazing, but I can’t praise you

You are always there, but I can’t thank you

I love you, but I can’t tell you

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I lay down my sins: Lust

I lay down my sins to you.

Lust.

Your body it tempts me, too beautiful.

To be close to you, it tempts me.

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Yo what do you think aboot the poetry I’m posting here? I don’t really know what to post on this blog, so I’m just kinda dumping that stuff here ;-;

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I lay down my sins: Sloth

I lay down my sins to you.

Sloth.

I can’t, it’s too much. You’re too much.

I’ve given up. No more.

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I lay down my sins: Gluttony

I lay down my sins to you.

Gluttony.

All of it, I want it all.

Your soul and mine forever. I want it forever.

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Dreams

Dreams, so vivid so real.

You want to always stay there.

The nice warmth and comfort,

Knowing that you are safe.

Realty, so harsh so cruel.

The cold engine of life grumbles,

As the hopeless walk the mundane.

Here, you want to go to your dreams.

But what if you stay in your dreams?

Nothing...

Do your dreams act for you?

No, they don’t...

So what will you do?

ACT!

For your dreams are dreams,

And realty is real!

The cold engine needs oil!

The mundane man needs life!

Your dreams are dreams,

Make them reality.

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I lay down my sins: Greed

I lay down my sins to you.

Greed.

Mine, mine, mine. It must be mine.

All of you, it must be mine.

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I lay down my sins: Envy

I lay down my sins to you.

Envy.

Too pretty, too smart, too good for me.

You have it, I want it.

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I lay down my sins: Wrath

I lay down my sins to you.

Wrath.

Blood boiling boundlessly, boldly.

Your beauty, it enrages me.

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Old Man’s Creek

I went looking for Old Man’s Creek.

Where willows groan and lilies shriek.

Past the giant’s tomb,

Past the misty gloom,

I found his house in the creek,

Where willows groan and lilies shriek.

I asked the elder for his tales,

The ones I’ve heard upon the trails.

He told me the secrets of the creek,

Where willows groan and lilies shriek.

“Dead men come, lookin for hope,

But most they find, is their neck in a rope.

That’s the truth of the creek,

Where willows groan and lilies shriek.”

Frightened by this revelation,

The truths of this grim location.

Where dead men hang, the creek,

Where willows groan and lilies shriek.

The old man came close to me,

“Tell me, what do you see?

Here in this oh so dark creek,

Where willows groan and lilies shriek.”

I see the many dead,

Hanging by their head

In this terrible creek

Where willows groan and lilies shriek

I ran from the house,

Like a helpless mouse.

I ran from the creek,

Where willows groan and lilies shriek.

The old man asked me,

“What do you see?”

Well? What do you see?

Here in Old Man’s Creek,

Where willows groan and lilies shriek .

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Top ten most powerful anime characters

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Ask me about that time I signed up a classmate I disliked to receive a free mormon bible in the mail every 2 weeks

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Why is this so great

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because

it wasted mormon church money

the classmate was hella confused and had no way of figuring out what the hell was going on

and no way of stopping the mormon bible influx

this was in boarding school. the mailroom was a common area. so i got to watch, repeatedly for months, the growing look of concern on my high school classmate’s face as they unwrapped yet another mormon bible 

they never found out. i never told anyone. it’s been 10 years

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Send a frenemy a free mormon bible HERE