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Post by Lex on Feb 22, 2007 13:46:34 GMT -5
Lie still… stiller,
Lie in the knowledge that tomorrow will never come.
Sleep deep… deeper,
Sleep knowing that your fate is long decided,
And that your attempts to twist it are lost.
Rest soon…sooner,
Rest for a battle you will never see,
A fight for deliverance of souls,
And await your own demise.
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Post by Lady Mage on Feb 22, 2007 15:09:29 GMT -5
This is gorgeous, latum. You seem to have a way with words. Did you write this for school, or just for fun? Curious... I seem to be having a hayday with your stuff.  mage |
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Post by Lex on Feb 22, 2007 17:07:22 GMT -5
Why thank you. This is um... a style I'm attempting. Decay, or somethign of that nature.
It has paragraphs of increasing length, started by three word sentences. The other lines have to have progressively less words, until you can reach only one word. Its quite... fun. thank you for the read, and of my other story.
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Post by Lady Mage on Feb 22, 2007 17:09:34 GMT -5
I like it. I think I might attempt something like this... it's definately different.
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Post by Lex on Feb 23, 2007 3:06:00 GMT -5
Go ahead, it'd be nice to see some more poetry from you  |
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Post by Lady Mage on Feb 23, 2007 15:42:46 GMT -5
Lol. My attempts are usually feeble at best.
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Post by Lex on Feb 23, 2007 16:02:48 GMT -5
Well from what I've seen they're brilliant at worst.
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