Beginnings and endings
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Price upon her head, She contemplates life with dread, Lonely here she rests her head, And soon she shall be dead. (Depressing...yikes O.o)
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Dead are the leaves that fall from the trees, autumn is near and aching are my knees
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Knees wobbling, Nervous little bird, Voice trembling, She is yet to speak a word.
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Word you've heard lies under heavy stone, Pick it up...
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Up and down Happy and sad, Smile and frown It's not too bad.
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Bad tones fly away as you walk there, reaching the beam of gold shining stream.
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Stream of Life flowing to the Heavens dazzling colours reflect off the water to my eyes, gazing up to the blue sky I look for answers, and reach for knowledge deep in the Sun.
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(Hey_kittay, that is gorgeous!) Sun inside the wise heads follows rain. Drops inside the low words stress the pain.
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Pain searing in my heart, He had promised we'd never part, But now here at the start, I feel as if I've been pierced by a dart. (O.o how do I do that??)
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Darting here, bouncing everywhere, mixed thoughts and feelings of intense happiness and despair, the masque fell to the floor... and she could see He was The One standing behind the door. (thanks Kiriwana, everyone is talented. This is so much fun.
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door to door the minstrels go and sing us songs of peace you know to all of those with ears to hear with hopes that love will draw us near
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Near is the release, There will be no peace, Beatles Rock Band shall be, Where you'll find me. (12 hours here in AZ! Seriously, am I the only one excited?)
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Door inside my head stay closed, though I've tried. My heart wants to know what to do, 'cause it's dried. Which way to go to find haven. Why do I look like white raven...
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Raven black as night calls to bring insight, foreshadowing future events, Listen! The dark flock take to the air in flight, encompassed by a waning orange moon.
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(I believe I've gotten you all on a poetry streak) Moon up high, Stars a light, And I sigh, For I lost the fight.
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(You have, C.G.
) Fight without fear for victory's near, don't lose voice of liberty, for life is so dear. -
Dear to me Would be you three All my friends, To the best of ends.
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End's been so close but than the rose with the power of ram came to rescue them...
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Them who bring the end, Misuse of a friend, Destroyed from the inside, Someone had lied.
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Lied shot, eyes hot, stood stright, eyes bright, ran fast as last.
