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Post by Archagon on Feb 5, 2003 18:56:19 GMT -5
But the tree means no harm...
Yet it kills the flower forever.
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Post by ~SC~ on Feb 5, 2003 18:58:27 GMT -5
AAAH!!! it's gonna eat us all! run for your life!.......i want my mommy....
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Post by Archagon on Feb 5, 2003 18:59:41 GMT -5
One day, it will be gone...the flower will be reborn...but what untli then?
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Post by ~SC~ on Feb 5, 2003 19:00:26 GMT -5
*evil snort* he-he-he!
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Post by Evilduck on Feb 5, 2003 20:31:17 GMT -5
The dying sky bleeds water, Or tears of raindrops it may cry, Yet the tears will give give life, When they fall from the sky.
The tears fall to the land, And give life to dry rivers once more, The earth drinks the water of life, And the forest is alive as before.
To the lakes and the oceans, The lifewater will flow, And the new cluds will drink it, Full of life they will grow.
So in death the sky gives life, And the life returns to the sky.
-Evilduck
Great, I just finished this in time for the forum to be down. I made this as a reply to the sky post by Arcahgon on page 1. Let's try a short opne about the flower and tree.
Whilst the tree uproots the flower, Other flowers live on.
The tree did no evil in killing the flower, No enmity is born between tree and flower.
The tree must live, So must the flower, But the tree won life, At least this time.
Can it be that for one to live, The life of another must end? Can't it be so that all live, And no one must die?
Yes, it's so, but despair not, For if the tree never uproots the flower, Time, the master of all, Will calim it's life
For nothing lives forever, Everything must change to survive, Yet everything lives for a time, And that is all you can ask of time.
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Post by dietspam16 on Feb 5, 2003 21:05:19 GMT -5
sniny
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Post by ~SC~ on Feb 5, 2003 21:06:26 GMT -5
do you really expect me to read that?
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Post by Archagon on Feb 5, 2003 21:26:34 GMT -5
Evilduck - valueable lesson - never post poetry here, nobody reads it anyways...
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Post by Archagon on Feb 5, 2003 21:37:39 GMT -5
To see the world, to find the truth Does it require nothing more? Mais oui, I wait, but wait for what? A soul to guide me to the door...
Why do I speak when silence booms? It ends in darkness and despair... And yet I hope, much more than dream, That there is someone standing there.
To light the path! To find the way, When lights are gone and nightmares fly Alas, where are you, Candlelight...? So I sit down...and then I cry.
-Archagon
Just something I made up right now...It's not about me...rather, it symbolizes something else.
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Post by Blues on Feb 5, 2003 22:50:53 GMT -5
Yes, it seems all people do is poke fun... *ahem* Silver.
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Post by Archagon on Feb 6, 2003 1:32:36 GMT -5
[looks back]
LOL, I can't believe I made that up in 5 minutes!!!
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Post by Blues on Feb 6, 2003 18:41:46 GMT -5
Yah, coll huh? Amazing what can happen in 5 mineuts!
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Post by Evilduck on Feb 6, 2003 19:18:28 GMT -5
I read that, so someone does read poetry here. Did you read my poem about rain? I'm rather fond of it. Besides, I post poetry for myself and for others, if others choose not to read it oh well. I have fun writing it.
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Post by Archagon on Feb 6, 2003 23:02:53 GMT -5
I read it...it's pretty good! I scribbled this in math class, I hope someone will look deeper at it than just at petty words...
Echoes
The candles, lit before, in vain, In meeting with a hurricane Go out and die, and light exists no more.
The people, talking on their phones Are dead, corroded skulls and bones And dust, relaxing soundly on the floor.
Look up into the starry sky Where angels spread their wings and fly And find yourself alone and in despair
For only black reigns o'er the night And when you try to see the light You realize that there is nobody there...
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Post by Blues on Feb 6, 2003 23:05:12 GMT -5
Coll, sad, though.
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