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My love, whose heart shall be at rest,
Drew in last breath within her sleep;
My soul, forever, hers to keep,
Beneath silken cloth and fading breast.
But as her body turns to dust,
Angels sing out beyond my ear;
And though I shed a single tear,
My mind has shadowed, burnt with rust.
Whilst I sit to rue, lament,
Sweetest nectar numbs the pain;
The devil softly speaks my name,
But it is too late to repent;
By now my sins have grown too far,
And define the name of who you are.
Drew in last breath within her sleep;
My soul, forever, hers to keep,
Beneath silken cloth and fading breast.
But as her body turns to dust,
Angels sing out beyond my ear;
And though I shed a single tear,
My mind has shadowed, burnt with rust.
Whilst I sit to rue, lament,
Sweetest nectar numbs the pain;
The devil softly speaks my name,
But it is too late to repent;
By now my sins have grown too far,
And define the name of who you are.
Literature
I Love You
There are three simple words
That have the power to leave me
Shaking.
Those words can produce beauty,
Deception, war, or more.
They can overturn cars
Slice open wrists
Saw through secrets.
The can shatter hearts, like
Crystal vases thrown against walls.
And yet,
They lead you to dream of a smiling future
Rich with technicolor.
They tear off clothes and explore
Every curve
Every inch of skin
Literature
Same Sex Marriage is GAY.
Same Sex Marriage.
Objective: You will be engaged in an in-depth study of same sex marriages. This project will involve research and the result will be an argument presented in the form of a debate.
Viewpoint: AGAINST.
Arguments:
1. Homosexuality is not natural.
Much like eyeglasses, cesarean sections, birth control and painkillers are not natural.
2. The purpose of marriage is to procreate.
Therefore, sterile males, women that cannot bear children, the elderly, infirm, and infertile CANNOT be married.
3. Living with gay parents will adversely imp
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Bisexual
I believe in love and that it has no gender.
I am a bisexual and i am not afraid to speak.
Call me gay, call me lesbian, call me a dyke;
I do not care.
Confused I am not nor is it a phase.
Since I was little, I have known.
Their long hair and alluring body,
oh, they make me flutter.
Boys are quite different;
my preference is girls.
The nice ones are quite cute
when their personality shines through.
So there you know it.
I am out of the closet.
Love me or hate me,
I do not care.
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So, I'm starting a youtube channel. Isn't that original of me?
I've decided to get started on it by revisiting my shitty old poems I wrote when I was a teenager.
This is a reworking of a poem I wrote in 2010, when I was a fresh faced 20 year old.
Now I'm a bitter, cynical 27 year old, and the old poem was shit.
It is a total atrocity.
Its existence is an affront to poetry as a collective, and the english language.
So anyway, I rewrote it into this, which is a lot better in my opinion.
You can check out the original poem here.
I've decided to get started on it by revisiting my shitty old poems I wrote when I was a teenager.
This is a reworking of a poem I wrote in 2010, when I was a fresh faced 20 year old.
Now I'm a bitter, cynical 27 year old, and the old poem was shit.
It is a total atrocity.
Its existence is an affront to poetry as a collective, and the english language.
So anyway, I rewrote it into this, which is a lot better in my opinion.
You can check out the original poem here.
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I like the picture you drew in this sonnet and i think you've created a good sonnet.