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Skielarosetta's black blade

01:18 Dec 31 2006
Times Read: 618


Hidden among the shadows and thorns, she walked searching for a way out with her black blade flying, cutting a path as she walked and hunting around she found someone that caught her eye. he kissed her and ducked away into the shadows. though he came with such gentalness and found her a seconed time. she then kissed him. he gazed at her in wonder and takeing her hand pulled her close and kissed her again. she then seen a glimps of him and wondered if it would last for a theird kiss and maybe longer. till the edge of the bushes was there and she would find herself in the fields of wild flowers finding then that she would no longer need the Black Blade.


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just words

01:17 Dec 31 2006
Times Read: 619


No pain, no gain, no fears, no tears, no kites, no fights, no words, no birds, no blood, no guts, be not afright, be not in fights, be not in pain, be not in the rain, be not shedding blood, be not with a deadly gun, be happy, be comphy, be proud, be in the clouds up high in the sky, like time it self everything is always changing, move with the years and have no fears we live internaly like the highlander we're around everywhere, don't run, don't hide, don't screem, we don't bite, we walk the line, fathers n daughters, brothers n sisters, sons n mothers, all about we live we die, and forever carry on, we have our own centries and life after life, we go on through n through, no reason to scare, no reason to dis-care, no reason to kill unless it is worth the wile, we protect all in all for ever internaly we shall, for all is equal in thier own ways, forever more quotes I forever more shall the word be kept or be left in the darkness of the night, I walk the line and do I dine with wine so fine, yes I am kind, my mind is filled with thoughts of a dosen, for a dove of love dose linger in my hart as the harp is played, though songes of sadness over heard though long defeard and long after heard life is long skin is week, the flesh goes out but the soal lives on. if youve over heard watch your back and don't say a word to any ole hak make like a worm and squerm into the mud as it dryes by the sun and now I say this poem is done.


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rageing eyes

01:16 Dec 31 2006
Times Read: 620


theres clouds moveing in and rain is comming down hard. Its geting harder as time closes in its getting hard for me to see where im walking like walls moveing in. darkness is closeing in cus of the dark clouds. flashes of light now and then to show the way. while its rageing its hard to see and pain and fear sets in for the path is getting harder to see. tree's everywhere falling leaves, mud and broken limbs covering the path. faith holds me close. no stars to see yet i am somehow able to find my way. it gets soft but then the storm gets harder. it will soon get easier. wheres the home with worm soup . a soft bed with worm blankets. and worm loveing arms to lay in. i wonder around with my sword beside me to protect me and listen to the dogs barking in the distance i find my way home yet its hard to see.


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A trueloves touch

01:16 Dec 31 2006
Times Read: 621




23-OCT-06





nurves and blushy when you looked at me.

sweaty palmed when you aproched me.

fast beating harted when you touched me.

melted when you kissed me.

loss of my breath when you made love to me.

calm and relaxed feeling safe when you held me.

pleased when you talked to me.

sad when you whent away from me.

anxious when you was on your way to see me.

puzzeled when you spoiled me.

happy when you spent time with me.

excited when you surprized me.



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Love Is.....

21:36 Dec 30 2006
Times Read: 624


Love is when he’s standing there

and I open sleepy eyes from beneath.

He kisses me good morning

before I have even brushed my teeth.



Love is when he doesn’t see

that my hair is really a mess,

Or when he makes no comment

on my worn out favorite dress.



For when he tells me I’m pretty

before I put my makeup on,

And when he is totally un aware

my girlish figures long since gone.



Love is when he looks at me

with eyes full of joy and pride.

In his sight I will always be beautiful

For he loves the real me deep inside.


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