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Untitled for poetic reasonsMonotony, that sweet salvation
With silent steps do tread.
Hatred is your own creation,
Life's just hanging by a thread.
Contrive to comply, audacious one,
Mediocrity's a gift.
Fly too high, you'll touch the sun -
Divergence is a rift.
Difference is a word for threat,
Pain with every false endeavor,
This is not a world of no Regrets,
Whats gone is gone, Forever.
Moondreamer RPOk. Here goes. (Before I start, If anyone would like to be an admin/contributer etc. please comment or note or whatnot)
- Please keep violence to a minimum, unless it is needed for effect etc.
- No killing off others characters without asking them!!!
- You only control you OWN character, no saying what others do
- Not too much swearing
- Write good, kids. Write good.
If you don't know the story note me. Write in comments below. Go!
SuperAlphaWolf - Ebony
Ebony Darkwater was different, in a lot of ways. She heard things. Voices, just whispering, not even whispering anything. Just voices.
Nameless stretched, and yawned. He was a scruffy black cat, his fur sticking up and his frame so skinny he looked like he was going to break. He watched Ebony out of ominous green eyes, green eyes that looked so piercing they hurt. Green eyes bottling up the only voices Ebony didn't hear.
She pulled her rucksack over her back, and beckoned to Nameless. He leapt off the bed and walk
hey newton, gravity's flawedi.
starting anew from the flutter
and the sputter of lungs.
a vacant sea filled with feathers
and tumultuous clatter,
ribs in a treacherous pattern
resembling exiting rungs.
i want to wrestle the angels,
your tendency is the ladder.
involved with full indiscretion,
trading lazy for lace.
unspool the curse of the long-
limbs in a languorous flexion
i like the stab of the ankles,
you need the curves intersected.
opting to cull my extents
with trans-dimensional vigor.
spent my dysphoric corrections
on reconnecting lax ends.
lips in a spurious accent
feign a passionate rigor.
i tie myself to the anchor,
you extricate and ascend.
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