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Old 2011-02-25, 23:30   Link #136
idiffer
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Join Date: Mar 2009
Location: Russia, Moscow
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and again i'm back to strict metre and rhyme. i'm gonna pander to my friends for awhile, who like this kind of poetry style. and, it is kind of challenging. this poem is not necessarily finished...
Ricky, where are you?

Night silent, falls upon the ground
When nothing dares to make a sound
Being yourself, by no one found
All masks are dropped, no one’s to hound

The turmoils, troubles fall away
All problems vanish with winds’ sway
What’s left, is calm and freedom’s say

The stars are mute, those specks of light
The moon and lamp posts shining bright
It’s all I need to not lose sight

Of road, of what I’m set to find
That I could not, by day so blind
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My posts seem retarted? I invoke the freedomof choice upon thee to choose one of the below.
a) I’m batshit insane or mentally challenged. Nyan!
b) Wasu~p?! *brofist*
c) Your mind is too narrow to embrace my genius, de geso.
d) I was accidentally dropped into a barrel of whiskey, so now I am constantly drunk.
e) Go home and die! Dattebayo!
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