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Post by Elle on Apr 23, 2006 2:21:33 GMT 2
I love those peoms and no nat I have a free verse style none really ryhme all the time..
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Post by Nat on Apr 29, 2006 19:57:35 GMT 2
ok... I like free verse but as you can see myspecialty is rhyming...
You know what, I've had it up to HERE with the stupid mods on HP, they've deleted my favorite stories like A BILKLION TIMES... thy've like gone on spree delete to cuz like all the parts threads are gone... GRRRRRRRR... I hop they die a painful death
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Post by Elle on Apr 30, 2006 0:54:15 GMT 2
Um okay I guess
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Post by Nat on May 20, 2006 22:31:17 GMT 2
Hehe.
New poem.
Bleeding and Bare.
Lost in time Haven’t been found Lost my footing My grip on the ground
Locked up in my world Gagged tied and bound Living in a box Cant hear a sound
Wrists slashed open bleeding and bare Soon I'll have no worries no reason to care
I tried really hard gave it my best But after awhile life lost its zest
I woke up every morning Did all I could’ve Never got the love I know I should’ve
This choice was hard Take the easy way out or live my whole life with thoughts full of doubt
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Post by Nat on May 27, 2006 3:29:37 GMT 2
Bumps.
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Post by Elle on May 28, 2006 0:28:25 GMT 2
BUMPS BUMPS BUMPS! sorry I haven't been on.
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Post by Lizzie (SmiLiza) on Jun 2, 2006 21:35:15 GMT 2
Nice poems, Nat!
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Post by Nat on Jun 3, 2006 4:53:16 GMT 2
thatnk you thank you Your infatuation A troubling little craze The simplest thought of her Sends you into a daze An exotic danger Expensive in taste She’s nothing like your simple Copy and paste No word can define her Not passionate or great She’s got a way of twisting words And she’s always arriving late A bo in one hand A blood red apple in the other You didn’t think you were meant for one another a simple kiss A tempting touch Your Infatuation It’s just too much… Your Infatuation: A Marauder Story A Story by Nat and Brit It's on HP, the story this is for, its a Sirius/OC boards.harrypotter.warnerbros.com/web/thread.jspa?threadID=2000812487&tstart=0It's only a parts thread so far. SO try out if you wich.
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Post by Elle on Jun 3, 2006 6:08:36 GMT 2
cool!
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Post by Lizzie (SmiLiza) on Jun 7, 2006 10:56:21 GMT 2
That's amazing, Nat!
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