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KupoKupo
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Posted Thu Aug 19th, 2010 1:24pm Post subject: Another Poetry exercise!
I have no soul until automatic doors open for me.
I have no intellect until I become discontent.
I have no future until my alarm clock stops beeping.
I have no sight until I write and cease weeping.
lulz.
My favourite word is 'flannel'.
Carol Ann Duffy - Boo!
Toast-obsessed.
Notepad and poetry junkie.
'Tool' are ineffable.
'Final Fantasy' geek.
'4Chan /b/' is NOT funny.
I'm easy to upset, but I rarely show it.
I'd like dogging, but I don't have a car.
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Northern Poet
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Posted Mon Aug 30th, 2010 6:30pm Post subject: Another Poetry exercise!
I have no eyes but map the future for you
Love I am not apart of, Yet I am not blue
My lips never move yet I converse in verse
I am never better, still I am No worse
You long for me when you want to speak
Careful with me or one day I may leak
I like it when you take me to bed
I help you jot down all you want said
You guess it, yes I am Your pen
Faithful use me again and again
Slim lined silver ink so black
I hide away in your rainy days mack
Empty Brain cells are a waste of good thoughts
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