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Welcome to my site archives. 10 posts are listed per page.
Friday, May 19, 2006
There's no one
That wants to be alone in the darkness...
Except me.
The affection of a lover,
The kindness of friends,
The acceptance of family
I hate them all!
I hate the sun that lets me see,
I hate the air that gives me life.
I'm still here,
Why am I here?
The only way to find out
Is to endure my hatred,
Let it give birth to love in the end.
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Tuesday, December 27, 2005
Random Poem I Wrote
Am I meant to be here?
Is it me that you fear?
I am just me.
No one can change who you see.
Not even I.
Our personality is something we cannot change, even if we try.
I'll be myself and I'll never be unhappy,
Though my life is always crappy.
My friends carry me through the hard times,
And I'll do the same even if they have done a million crimes.
Can you honestly say that your friends are the same way?
Will they stay true and never sway?
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Sanzo Love Poem
My dear sweet priest,
I give you my heart
While I wait in the east.
I also wait for a relationship to start.
No one would have you but I,
Such a jackass like yourself.
With you so far away I cry.
A picture of us upon my shelf.
I could never foreget you my love.
No matter how hard I try I cannot.
I am now a caged dove.
A trapped love that you may have foregot.
Please tell me those three simple words,
I love you.
Those words that strike such sensitive cords.
Sanzo-Sama I love you, truely I do.
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Tuesday, April 26, 2005
Fox Poem
My dear sweet fox
with red white black and orange fur locks
tell me are you to be trusted
sly swift and ever so cunning you are the object of mythical tricks
do you do them just for kicks
or is there an old lesson that needs to be dusted
what mysteries lie beneath that playful grin
to play and love you tis not a sin
but a gift of learning and playing to learn
I wish to learn but tis not my turn
your wisdom far surpasses what we think
does your knowledge contain the many years of the spynx
or am I just anouther fool that has learned to love such a noble creature
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