Dedicated to my dear friend, @WarriorofEden
(sorry if the description doesn’t quite match up): She sits alone in despair, covering her face with small, frail hands. They think she can’t hear the snickers, the whispers, but she does. She’s heard them for months. Yet she sits there, enduring it all. Her sight is blurred with tears, her once light spirit now held down by a nameless force. Her sapphire blue eyes blink rapidly, tears spilling down her cheeks, holding an anguish no one else could ever keep in. But she can. She suffers alone, in silence. But on the inside, she’s slowly dying, crumbling like pastries, crumbling to dust Her mind tells her to let it go. To end it all. But she stays. because there is hope. And when there is hope, there is a flame. And when that flame becomes a fire, anything is possible.
OoT2D
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*claps* Where are you Taylor?
system
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Awesome poem! And I don’t really like reading poetry, but this was good!
system
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Wow, that is great! *wide eyes*
OoT2D
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*bug eyes and gaping mouth* That. Was. AMAZING!!!
Just do whatever you feel like, and from what you know about me so far.
system
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The wind blows over the gateaux A lonely figure stands there in the snow Her feet frozen in the forest that surrounds her But inside, a fiery spark is burning from her heart She must continue her journey ahead Where the treasure sleeps in the dark. Her dark blue eyes gleamed in the warming sunlight The sense of spring is near She feels enlightened by the rays of light The shadows fade in the distance What is there now to fear? When the treasure sleeps in the dark She shall not yield to the bark of the wolves nearby A journey that never ends Until the treasure is in her hands A tree that bends down is a clue Birds chirp in the skies above She knows not to stop now Because the treasure is ahead No time for bed To you my friend Your hair waves in the breeze A sense of danger approach Her arms tense up But he heart still burns Devotion never dies So she heads on To where the treasure sleep in the dark She learns new things on her journey A true warrior never quits She now stands in front of the treasure It shines with beauty Carelessness is not an option She takes only what she needs, the treasure must stay in the dark For it is guarded by a great beast She now leaves for home Where a feast awaits for her return And all of her friends are anxious to see the outcome Might the day end when she does come home And the night shrouds the kingdom Where the treasure sleeps… Do you like it?
Woooowwwww!! Great! *big eyes*
It’s better than mine! I have dark brown eyes though, but it would be nice to have blue eyes.
Blue and black are my favorite eye-hair mix.
system
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Holy cow! Both of those are out of this world!
system
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Aww thanks
I tried my best
*gaping mouth* *bug eyes* *CLAPS*
system
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*CLAPS* those are both unbelievably awesome!!!
