The Highborn

The Highborn The truth of all is small to some Head a 'tilted, shoulders a 'splay. The hardship of most is lost on this host Soft hands, Cold laughter Resound and reflect forever, Hereafter. Why should we wait, to accept our fate? Hands from...

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Samhain Host

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The twining roses

**This is my first attempt at poetry. Please give me some constructive criticism and comments. Thanks and enjoy :3** **The twinning roses.** The moon is full and flying high It sails, careens in quiet sky Twining roses on the wall Shine...

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The twinning roses

**This is my first attempt at poetry. Please give me some constructive criticism and comments. Thanks and enjoy :3** **The twinning roses.** The moon is full and flying high It sails, careens in quiet sky Twining roses on the wall Shine...

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L.G.T - Quenching the Steel

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The Last Good Thing - Universe Pilot

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The rending

Great plains and plateau, vast swathes of virgin forest, filled with trees never seen in existence, trackless deserts filled with mineral deposits and finally; one vast ocean, so deep as to be touching the core, and so wide as to be beyond mortal reckoning

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Judgement of a human being

By the way you walk, By the way you talk, You are judged By the way that you live And the way that you give You are judged Each turn of face Puts you in your place In front of a faceless judge Called people For whom you care for You...

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The first tale

In the beginning, there was nothing. It was this way for many countless ages, one cannot count time in that void; so it may have been an age or it may have been a mere second. But the inky blackness roiled and boiled, and from its velvet folds came...

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Down the well

The well was in a clearing, the clearing was in a forest, the forest was in a country and the country was in the sea. but despite this, the well was still deep and my stone was gone. i walked away. there are many stones.

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Wild ways for wild hearts

Today is the day When I take the wild way When I die with rage in my heart and claw and snarl to the bitter end Backing down was never the way I clutch the end even as I fight wild ways with a wild heart I take the stand against my fate I swear...

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Mask

I wear a mask, upon my face To hide away my realself From those both close And far away I cannot show them myself I lock my feelings deep inside Deep inside my soulself Tie the string to hold the mask That hides my fragile feelself So...

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