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I do not own picture. Using poetry to come up with story ideas based on whats liked.
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Like clumps of coal that is stoke, it sparks.A faint light to brighten in pitch of night.all thanks to you,the one who has sparked loves ember in hear..
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There! Can you hear it? Like a drum it plays.Increasing in Tempo as I walk forward into the dark.There! Ever so deafening now! I know not why.Suddenly..
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A prayer from the lips, pure and clear.The plea for the fire of a phoenix so fair.Inner passion burning,new purpose in sight. With eyes blazing.
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The Christmas tree bright as ever,presents glowing at its feet. Family together,warm by the fire on this sacred evening.
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Was listening to "Those who carry on" by Ghost and pals. Got the idea for this, I borrowed the world terms from them but tried making my own form of i..
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Do you hear it, the drums of war?Thump, da, thomp. All the way to ears.Banners flaying high.I hear it, and so join the drums of war.
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Tick, tock. There goes the clock.A second goes by, then a minute.Eye watching in patience.Wondering if he is wasting such time.Tick, tock, there goes ..
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A call from the heart, how painful it is.Never again will I tread the paved roads.Here and now I answer,Marching away, to the cry of true love!March, ..
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I would march through the black, just for you.Sword of scarlet in hand, for you are worth it.Scars will accrue, but the price matter not, just please ..
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