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Benj
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« Reply #45 on: December 30, 2003, 09:41:57 PM »

Runaway poem!  Ahh!

Let's just start a new one, if you guys don't mind.  Let's make a more modern sounding poem this time -- one that doesn't rhyme, and one that's only 10 lines long.

First line:

Grass stains cover my pants from the tumble
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« Reply #46 on: December 31, 2003, 02:43:25 AM »

my is crown is broken, and jill is too
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What if your dad was made of rainbows?
You would be like OMG thats lame I want dad made out of ninja robots! - We ran out of CD space by Psychostick
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« Reply #47 on: January 02, 2004, 07:31:06 PM »

her heart was broken in the fall,
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« Reply #48 on: January 02, 2004, 10:21:27 PM »

why did we need that water?
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What if your dad was made of rainbows?
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« Reply #49 on: January 03, 2004, 06:08:28 PM »

I forgot about the perfume at our house
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« Reply #50 on: January 07, 2004, 07:20:41 AM »

it spilled gently on my face
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« Reply #51 on: January 07, 2004, 03:39:19 PM »

which means the water would've washed it off
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« Reply #52 on: January 07, 2004, 10:15:30 PM »

The daughters of hope - anger, and courage; glimmering despite our apathy.
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« Reply #53 on: February 24, 2004, 08:44:35 AM »

I hear laughter of jesters in the wind, like the creaking door of shame.
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« Reply #54 on: February 24, 2004, 09:10:13 PM »

(This poem is starting to sound a little gothy, heres my thought on that)
No one understands me, I am an individual, I will not conform, where is that hot topictm?
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What if your dad was made of rainbows?
You would be like OMG thats lame I want dad made out of ninja robots! - We ran out of CD space by Psychostick
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« Reply #55 on: February 27, 2004, 08:34:06 AM »

OK new poem in similar veign:

I CaNT gO To THE pArTY by Pathetic Angstey Goth -

I want To DIE
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« Reply #56 on: February 27, 2004, 12:33:11 PM »

But to die would be too good of a thing to happen to me.
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What if your dad was made of rainbows?
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« Reply #57 on: February 27, 2004, 03:48:43 PM »

OMG! I'm sailing in a BLACK SEA, with the signs I CANNOT sea...I mean SEE.
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« Reply #58 on: February 27, 2004, 05:09:13 PM »

Darkness surrounds me yet I am darker. My clothes, the blackest black.
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« Reply #59 on: February 28, 2004, 08:45:59 AM »

I walk round graveyards, arched, with pains in my back
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