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Yes, as I too do write things, here is my poetry. Enjoy.

Harsh be the Night

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Harsh be the night
When there is but naught
To stand beside you,
And when awaken in morning,
To be preoccupied in mourning...
That is when you need a saviour.

When beaten, bloody, berated,
Without suport, even... hated,
When all of your failings burn you
And yet... you have no one to turn to,
No one with an ear to show you
The path... in other words, a saviour.

When a girl, is faced with a crisis,
Where she tries her hardest, and yet still is
Not Good Enough for her parent, who
Acts as if she listens and cares
When there is naught but hate in her cold stares...
That, is someone, who needs a saviour.

When she embarks on a quest
To do what she does best,
But still, is treated like an ineffectual fool,
Then broken and disowned
To her sobs, cries and moans...
That is when she can find her saviour.

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Yet more of my work.

Half Moon

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A half moon hangs in the sky,
Floating, partial, never asking why,
Until one day it begins waxing,
Realising that it need not be alone,
That it can be complete, enjoying
Fulfillment, even though a cold stone
Set out in the vacuum of space
Never to see a smile on a face,
Never to know the touch of an embrace,
And yet it can happily erase
Despair from the heart of a lonely soul,
One who longs to again be whole,
Filled with love and goodwill and affection,
Just a little something to give him direction,
And when he lays his head down to rest,
He will know that these times are the best.

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@Harsh be the Night

Good one. Fate. ;-;

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So, just my luck to type up four different poems last night, and forget to post all of them :P Oh well, here they are, led off by the one Nanoha-related one. Any guesses as to who its about? Anyways, Enjoy.

Desire, desire

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As sickness shows its cost
I look to my love
For what has been lost
And will be mine again
For I have it in my power
To regain that was within
My arms not too long ago,
Sweet child of mine,
I once more must know
Your kind smile and hear
Your beautiful laughter
Grace forests full of deer.
Even if I pay the highest cost...
That's what's important to me,
Her life is what matters most.
For my pride she had to pay
And as such, now do I
Seek not to go on another day
Without correcting that wrong...
I dream at night
Only of her sweet, sweet song.

Disappointment

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I was once a worthless liar
waiting for my chance to fly
now that I have found it in me
I no longer choose to lie
but ever since then I have found that
no one longer respects me
all I feel is pent up hatred
from turning down what I couldn't be
all I get is worthless answers
for rejecting what was sacred
every failure notwithstanding
all my flaws are ignored
all around me there is fire
up my legs it is burning
reaching towards my chest now
its orange tendrils flickering
climbing all the higher on me
and jesus savior comes upon me
light of heaven up on high
and all of it is lifted from me
taken out as i die

Psychotic

Spoiler:
I was once a worthless liar
waiting for my chance to fly
now that I have found it in me
I no longer choose to lie
but ever since then I have found that
no one longer respects me
all I feel is pent up hatred
from turning down what I couldn't be
all I get is worthless answers
for rejecting what was sacred
every failure notwithstanding
all my flaws are ignored
all around me there is fire
up my legs it is burning
reaching towards my chest now
its orange tendrils flickering
climbing all the higher on me
and jesus savior comes upon me
light of heaven up on high
and all of it is lifted from me
taken out as i die

Love ALways wins

Spoiler:
Hate is a strong force
And love is so gentle
THat making them face
Off hardly seems a battle
And it is.
Love always wins.

Expressing hate is easy,
violence always an option,
But loving is hardly
so crude; only affection
is so complex
As to always vex

Those who don't understand it
Or refuse to acknoledge
That little tiny flit
of light that hits like a sledge:
That called love,
That which can shove

Depression and hatred and anxiety away
Into the chasms of dark memory,
Letting hope and joy have the day
And letting people live up to destiny.
That's how it is.
Love always wins.

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>>Any guesses as to who its about? Anyways, Enjoy

Precia Testarossa? >.>

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Spot on :P

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So, got bored, decided to write some more.

Purpose

Spoiler:
A place to say

Would be nice...

Somewhere to play

With her from sunrise

Until close to eve,

And then she and I would leave

For a homemade dinner

to enjoy together

as our smiles glimmer

Until the end of forever.

For such a place I must fight,

Never resting, no sleep at night,

giving less and less

Thought to my own self,

Doing more than my best

To draw her out of her hell.

No deed is too great

To be asked of me,

And even when fighting Fate,

I must keep clarity

Of my purpose here:

To, despite my own fears,

Fulfill her deepest wish,

And clear off the tarnish

On her smile, as bright as a sun,

And to see it, more than just once.


Lies / Smiles | Masks / Faces
Spoiler:
All the time I spend around you

I always see you happy.

But what is this? Nothing new

In my heart, I'm still feeling crappy.

You know what?

I can't wait for you to shut

Up about how much you care,

Because it doesn't help;

Your feelings dissipate, thin as air,

Against the walls of my heart; I felt

Lonely before, and I'll be the same after.

You hear my laughter?

Yeah, hollow, ain't it?

How can you not see all my bullshit

For what it is?

Yeah, everything, all this

"Emotion" I show, all of my expressions

Are what I use to hide my own recession

Into my own raging Heart.

And from there, again, it all starts.

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And yet another thing cranked out while drunk on 8 shots. Enjoy.

Sober

Spoiler:
Oh, why must I drink
For fun? Why must I
Always stop and think...
so that I can deprive
myself of some fun?
Indeed, I must say,
Although it may bring trouble,
What's life, without a good run
From the cops? A rumble
in my stomach aches for calories
And beer has those,
So why not down a few?
After all, if I chose
To not drink, then I wouldn't.
Right? I mean, I've got willpower,
And there's no way that that couldn't
Falter, leaving me depressed, dour,
Vomiting into a urinal in a dirty
filthy restroom, world spinning
like a cyclone, and then unworldly
blurry shapes before me, hinting
That someone still is bothering
To help me, fucked up as I am,
Despite how much I was hitting
on his Girlfriend earlier, a man
Whose a far better man than me...
Someone who's actually sober.
Someone who can still see
Whats wrong, so his life won't be over.

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Wow, I especially liked your first poem, Harsh be the Night. You captured Fate believably!

"I'll always protect you."

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So, yet another one, and sorry that its not Nanoha-inspired, blame my parents and fanfic on that one. -__-

Forced Choices

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Oh, how little control
Life gives us over our choices.
Accidens hapen, death tolls
Rise, another's action forces
Our hand. Others act unrepentant,
And we are the ones who must bear
Their consequences; if we be hesitant,
Then the others do air
All of their difficulties
Upon us. What do they care
Of our own disasters, our tragedies
That shake our faith in ourselves?
Nay, we are left to our own devices,
as our demon's hands drown out our calls
for help, and its all blamed on our choices.

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Alright, something I just made up in chat when I felt like it. I'll think of a title when I care to. Writing time is exactly 4 minutes 57 seconds.

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Fire......
And my domino.
Such aretefacts of ages pas
Underscore the scars that last.

Liars.....
And a dying white rose
Such symbols of trust broken
That they ursurp every word spoken.

A lyre.....
Strung with Hair colored oleo
How sweet is its sound | Until you see the player's frown.

Angelic Choirs.....
As their voices rose,
The downtrodden's screams and cries
Are ignored, twisted into lies.