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My RoomA light that’s harshly glaring, Blinds that remain unmoved, A mirror that’s partially staring, Which may soon be removed.My Room
The whiteboard is an ode, To the bulk of my essays, The map, all the roads Of Ottawa portrays
The backpack is now barren, His books are on the floor, Beside the coat I’m usually wearing, It hangs upon the door.
Two nametags on the wall, Remind me who I am, With “awesome” one is scrawled, The other is a sham.
The computer desk in front of me, Is filled with books galore,
by ~fencingfantom
Stupidity is UnforgiveableA solider of fortune I am not. No sword do I hold. Perhaps a bumbling idiot, a pen and half a brain, behold. How stupidly I walk this Earth, accidentally ruining all, I try but know there is no way; I simply take the fall. It does not surprise me therefore, when people I do meet, Refuse to look upon me and like sometimes trip my feet. I have idiocy in abundance, this I like to tell. And since there’s no forgiveness I will see you all in hell.Stupidity is Unforgiveable
by ~fencingfantom
Autumn of the MindMany poems of autumn are serenely written down. Leaves swirl around the thoughts of men, though sadly not profound. If people don't stop writing them it's true we all may drown In the sense of fall. In sight and smell and sound. For surely inspiration must come from within; Poems are just not written on a sad, stray whim. If you sit and listen to yourself and take you in You will notice, No! Discover! Soon you will begin... The fantasies that live within, the wonderment of man, The things a poet looks for and a government would ban, For surely if you let it, itAutumn of the Mind
by ~fencingfantom
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This Song Makes Me Feel...This sound makes me miss the sweetest touchThis Song Makes Me Feel...
Beneath the stars a rain fell hard
A downfall none sweeter
The crisp wafting twilight I see
As smooth as silk
A whisper I recall…
Upon my hat the stars felt heart
The sweetest touch, the sweetest touch
My morning light.
by ~J4M13
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- Current Residence: Ottawa
- Interests: Writing
- Favourite movie: The World According to Garp
- Favourite band or musician: Pink Floyd
- Favourite genre of music: Classic
- Favourite poet or writer: John Irving
- Operating System: Win XP
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"Don't settle for the one you can live with, wait for the one you can't live without." Victoria Richards January 21 1989- December 6 2006
"If you can't be yourself, then no one can trust you as your always lying." Me!
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I met up with fate... she doesn't like me very much...
Je suis un paplemousse qui parle.
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I met up with fate... she doesn't like me very much...
Je suis un paplemousse qui parle.
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I met up with fate... she doesn't like me very much...
Je suis un paplemousse qui parle.
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