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12-23-2007, 01:27 AM
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12-23-2007, 05:21 AM
The Princess The Princess sat in the Sun one day Playing, Enjoying, and Basking away And a man on the roof called out with a Smile "Take this you Hag!" And Dropped a bag on the Princess Filled with Blood and Bile The Bag Burst over her head! Andd filled with dread the princess said "Oh I must look like I'm Dead" She ran in a cave So not to be seen and in it she stayed When it saw she was upset the sun went away It would not shine, on such a horrible day. It got cold and lonely on that long night And the Warrior said "Where is the Princess?" And the Warrior found her Secluded in the Recess And could not caox her out no matter what he tried So they called to the Poet Who came up with a plan. "We shall get her out yet, He said with ardur They set up a mirror and all clapped their hands and sang "look Princess, One more beautiful than thee!" And she came out to see the beauty and saw her reflection! And the sun came out happy to see that there where none more beautiful than she She said to the poet "This mirror is yours, In it my soul shall thrive and you and your line Shall forever be alive" and she said to her maids "I need to go home and I pray you have the soap that makes that nice foam!" My litle sister wrote that. She gave me permission to use it -A saying used in our Dojo |
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Another one -
12-23-2007, 05:21 PM
No Longer Man In truth the stars mock me, in my heart fate is the demonic reaper and I am his slave, In regret, blood and misery my path has been paved, Constellations sing of my torment/ My soul lies dormant/Evil now the victor of my internal clash/ And farewell to emotions my heart has beat it's last/ I won't blame her for this though, the fault was not hers For how was she to know that all hope which rests in my eyes is cursed/ How could she have known/ that I am damned and destined to rest in hell as my home/ Until the end of eternity's sleep/ When I shall reign as king upon purgatory's forgotten throne/ Until the last in Armageddon has fallen and all r sent to their respective homes, I alone shall stand and watch on...As the creature of stone, no longer a man, never a king...I know now that all traces of what I once loved was merely a dream/ A collage of lies painted on the bosom of a once conscious being BY: Sphinx 12-23-07 Wrote this one this morning after a convo I had last night/ or early htis morning rather wis my cousin about women and love...And bad break ups |
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