Love

Love..oh yes...fucking typical of a poet, innit? however..let's have a talk about it. love...huh..you can't help but wonder..what is love, really? finding your hearts counterpart? the one who makes you complete?

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*POEM* And Suddenly

Lean back into my chair and think about what i have written (one hour and fifteen later) in a way, it doesn't matter what i have written the only important thing is to write something he who writes may be without sin, but not without life if the poet

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Feral

I would be interested to see what this poem means to you ^^ i also have no idea what the rhyme scheme is or anything, i'm not really a poet, but it just sounds right lol. i hope you enjoy!

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The Lepanto Institute

We'd laugh, as poets ever laugh, at this your waste of wit... (but don john of austria would say you ain't worth shit.)

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Bulletin

Moving down below, however, a few poets are taking their own works again: _life's worth living, right?

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Undying Fire

It was published in a celebration of young poets- west fall 2005. rights remain with me of course, no plagiarizing!

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The Jackal and the Rabbit: A Love Story

Becuase of anubeus, julio became a poet, though he did not know anubeus.

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Ragnarok - Prologue

The poets wander witless far away. they lack madness divine. they cannot sing but briefly and of things particular. the world escapes their words.

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A Mismatched Seaside Heaven

Fredrick was an utmost gentleman and recited the sonnets of the great rodent poets for sadie on the spot, and their love was sealed in an instant. within mere minutes, the pair developed a connection that could not be broken.

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Canvas and Melody - Chapter 3

Obviously they were close, with pandora being good at everything and chris being the fucking poet that he is, there's no way she wasn't falling for him.

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Where does everyone fit in Kyruku society?

These are considered the average citizenry, workers, merchants, trades, poets and other some such; the everyday folks who live next door.

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The Pool (Art + Story)

It was that sort of thought process that separated the poets of the world from the academics. living in the city as she did, evet had always assumed that she was the latter.

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