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Fifteen Quills
Some of you may be asking why the name, firstly, and there is an answer! They are my pencils! I have fifteen of them, all for individual things. They are, F, 6B, 5B, 4B, 3B, 2B, B, HB, H, 2H, 3H, 4H, HB (woodless), H (woodless), and a pen that I use for all my poetry! Anyway, that's why the peculiar name and such. Now, for an actual poem.
The End of the Cycle Eight years gone by Never questioning why We've made such mistakes Or why we've not been put in place Left in a smudge in history We've blown up the imagery With a few nuclear arms it's all done The end of the cycle has come Return to the Promise We'd been promised a future I suppose it's dependent on us If we'll return to claim it I'm not sure But for now I won't make a fuss The fifth circle of hell encompasses our hopes As we've given up returning to the promise Bound and kept fraudulent in ropes We've fallen to the level of Thomas I would like to give two points concerning my poetry. Unless I deliberately say so, they are not meant to slander any political campaigns, religions, or lifestyles, please do not judge me that quickly. Secondly, most of the time I write my poetry off the top of my head, so if you're going to be harsh, do your worst! Hope you enjoy!
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