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Don't expect these to be good, by the way, as I'm just starting out.
The Boy With The Melted Face All he wanted was a friend, to laugh with him, cry with him, To listen to his words and understand his hurt, to maybe even try to ease the pain. But all stayed clear of the boy with the melted face, and as time went on, As well as his face, his heart had melted too. O, fire may change bodies, but it will never change the soul, He whispered in his mind, close to tears. But sadly, though his thoughts were right, he wrongly overlooked, The fact that men would never see the truth. For though, as he so meekly concluded, inside he was immaculate, His defected outside turned them all away. And so, despite his purity, his shining, hopeful mind, That ugly, filthy, worthless rat no longer lives. Addiction Musn’t succumb, no, musn’t give in, I have to fight it, yes, have to win, I know I can survive without this need. Get it out of my head, I must get it out of my head. Just thinking about it, it’s making me sad, This terrible lust, it’s driving me mad, Carrying on this way will soon destroy me. Get it out of my head, O, please get it out of my head. An undying urge, a twisted yearning, This evil desire, inside me it’s burning, I cannot live without it, must give in... JUST GET OUT OF MY HEAD! FOR GOD’S SAKE, GET OUT OF MY HEAD! |

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Re: Empty Bottle's Melancholy Poetry
You do mean this is your first time writing poetry on the forums, right? Because it seems like you've been writing poetry for a while. Good job.
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Re: Empty Bottle's Melancholy Poetry
Those were pretty good. I liked the Boy With the Melted Face one. So sad. The second was great too. It's exactly what the addicts go through in rehab. It was very nice and it had no grammatical errors. Very nice job!
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Re: Empty Bottle's Melancholy Poetry
Ok, here's another equally depressing poem.
By the Window He sat by the window, staring through it, crying frozen tears, On the glass, misted by his desperate sighs, he traced smiling faces, Drew out the life he missed so greatly. He stared out into the blistering cold and waited for his parents to trudge through the snow, To come back to him. Though they were assumed dead, frozen beneath the cold white blanket, They were coming back, They had to come back, They could never leave him alone. Yet still, as the hours ticked away, No signs of life were seen near the house, And, sadly, when his parents finally came, The boy himself had frozen in the cold. Maybe I'll dosomething more uplifting next time. |

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i liked it its good for a beginner im gonna give you the same advice i was givin you can make it ryme or make it a patter say you wanted it to spell link go
Lovely Instien Nice Kind i think you get the idea but good job i like the boy whith the melting face halariouse! |

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Oh... 'The Window' was such a sad poem. Nicely written; the concept was simple and straightforwardly put. I also liked the first two poems you posted. The final two lines of 'Addiction' were quite interesting: the capitalization gave the words emphasis. Great job!
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Ode To A White Pikmin O most pitiful of creatures, Your watery red eyes and pathetic claws have truly touched my heart, And the doleful expression on your pale countenance has earnt my greatest sympathy, So why must your suicidal behaviour continue? At first, when I saw not the beauty in your soul, I laughed as your white shadow rose to Heaven, But now the thought of it strikes fear into my mind. Cruel God, why not take me instead, Or better yet, the putridly bloated purple beasts I command? Just spare judgement of those sad, spindly snowflakes. As I doubt I can stand to hear that dreadful whimper again... EDIT: Sorry for double posting, but here's another, somewhat short poem I have written: The Grey River The grey river, once crystal clear, flows mellifluously through the barren wasteland, It nods to the ghosts of the long dead trees as it vomits up garbage onto its banks. Forgotten deer come to drink from its mirky soup, and wash in its sickly black shallows, While above, the moribund clouds hover mournfully, grayed by old age. Over the surface of the sludge, a chilling wind passes; The Earth is sighing. |

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I've never heard of Pikmin before. But the poem was beautiful. Sad, and yet, at the same time, quite lofty and majestic. And 'The Grey River' - I've never read anything like it! It was very vivid. The final line was doleful: it is as though the Earth has resigned herself. Wow. Marvelous poetry Empty Bottle! I look forward to more!
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