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Post by Aish on Aug 23, 2011 11:58:05 GMT -5
Write a poem giving an inanimate subject human qualities such as thoughts and emotions.
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Post by Aish on Aug 23, 2011 11:58:18 GMT -5
TATTOO
Creeping roughly scrubbing and biting my squall down into an articulated art form I insinuate myself until we are one. Willing flesh becomes both my host and your tormentor, my sting lingers, licking, laughing until my visible fade echoes remorse.
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Post by ValkyrieGoddess on Oct 12, 2011 16:38:25 GMT -5
PEN
Ink blots stains and smudges...
This damn stubborn pen refuses to do as i ask...
Wonder if he is male?....lol
--Hope i did this right.
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Post by Reaper696 on Apr 9, 2012 12:38:43 GMT -5
FART...
Why must you grumble? You've yet to say a kind word Or at least brush your teeth, Must you ring the taco bell so loudly? I swear you're being an asshole on purpose...
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Post by agiacona on May 7, 2013 0:15:42 GMT -5
All day I stay and await my master. Whether it's in his pockets, his back pack or locker, I faithfully await. Each time he grabs me from my resting place, he is forced to stretch my limbs out, After a short time he shoves me back into my place, Always wondering why I'm tangled. He loves me, but he hates me. I try my best to sing to his liking, that still doesn't keep him from throwing me around. He constantly gets frustrated at me, but I never complain, I never mention the rough housing, Never mention the solitary confinement I suffer, Never mention his ear wax. Still I'm the bad guy worthy of anger for a crime I can't control. Still I valiantly play on, knowing that the words may not be my own, but they always cheer up my master. I know for all that he curses me, he will always love me. For without me, there is no music, there is no dancing, there is cheering up.
I am a pair of headphones and I am proud of it!
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siksimon
Demon Disciple
Blind leading the blind.
Posts: 524
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Post by siksimon on Jun 3, 2013 20:36:08 GMT -5
excellent one agiacona, is that name angelic or demonic? I wonder, k
I am a rock. Stuck in a cave, magical beasts sit upon me. Call me rocky.
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Post by agiacona on Sept 4, 2013 21:11:21 GMT -5
Thanks siksimon! I try How about another one? I face the light of day, Again and again I use my powers to shield my master from the pain. I am convenient, but when you need me most, I am lost without a sound. By time you find me, You have sought other shelter. I have many colors and sizes, I can be expensive or cheap. When the light shines on, I'll be there. When your hangover is massive, I'll be there. When you need to look cool, I'll be there. I am proud to be the sunglasses on your face!
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siksimon
Demon Disciple
Blind leading the blind.
Posts: 524
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Post by siksimon on Sept 19, 2013 21:51:44 GMT -5
I've been 'round awhile My face is scarred and pale. I never stopped though, never slowed down. Even in my latest years I've been as restless as ever. I am the moon.
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siksimon
Demon Disciple
Blind leading the blind.
Posts: 524
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Post by siksimon on Sept 19, 2013 21:54:43 GMT -5
I've been 'round awhile My face is scarred and pale. I never stopped though, never slowed down. Even in my latest years I've been as restless as ever. I am the moon.
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Post by agiacona on Sept 24, 2013 13:51:02 GMT -5
You crack me open, You drink my blood. How many brothers have I lost the same way?
You crumple me up, You throw me away, I die, but will be born again another day.
It's short, but it's a Dr. Pepper can!
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