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Silence fills the empty grave, Now that I am gone

But my mind is not at rest, For questions linger on

I am confused as can be

By this strange blog entry.

 

I am confused as can be

By this strange blog entry.

 

Do not be afraid. I am peace. I am salvation.

Silence fills the empty grave, Now that I am gone

But my mind is not at rest, For questions linger on

I will ask, and you will answer.

 

I am confused as can be

By this strange blog entry.

 

Do not be afraid. I am peace. I am salvation.

Do I take life or give it? Who is victim, and who is foe?

 

BtB

Edit: I commend you, Xccj, for commenting in such an intimidating entry.

To eat, or not to eat,

What a silly question.

Certainly 'tis nobler to

clean thine plate to

maketh room for more.

Resignation is my virtue; like water, I ebb and flow. Defeat is merely the addition of time to a sentence I never deserved... but you imposed.

Umwut.

I am a timeless chorus. Join your voice with mine, and sing victory everlasting.

Whether 'Tis nobler in the mind,

to suffer thine slings and arrows of unending harmony.

or to bear arms against a sea of melodies,

and by opposing, end them?

 

-SK

It's lulz to see who gets it and who is just quoting random poetry. XD
Wrack, you took the best one. >=|

There is much talk, and I have listened, through rock and metal and time. Now I shall talk and you shall listen...

BtB

Gravely minded or mindlessly grave?

Usually both. =/

BtB

owaititshaloisntit

BtB

Gravely minded or mindlessly grave?

I was thinking emtpygraved-minded, to be honest.

I am a leaf on the wind. Watch how I soar.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yeah, I don't know what's going on either.

I am a leaf on the wind. Watch how I soar.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yeah, I don't know what's going on either.

Those in the know are quoting Gravemind.

 

BtB

"After th normil aliens the flood came and every thing got wet

and messy and lightningy becaus water hit th space tv

and all the things and made sparks.

After th aliens sent the flood other aliens with big heads came

and Joe Chief had to runaway becaues there was to many of those

and they were killing other human people on th ship."

-Halos in Space, part one, chapter three

Roses are red

Violets are blue

Not all poems make sense

Dishwasher mice.

"After th normil aliens the flood came and every thing got wet

and messy and lightningy becaus water hit th space tv

and all the things and made sparks.

After th aliens sent the flood other aliens with big heads came

and Joe Chief had to runaway becaues there was to many of those

and they were killing other human people on th ship."

-Halos in Space, part one, chapter three

o lol

Roses are red

Violets are blue

Not all poems make sense

Dishwasher mice.

o lol

 

 

BtB

Roses are red

Violets are blue

Not all poems make sense

Dishwasher mice.

Despite the usual inaccuracy of the acronym, it is this case perfectly applicable.

 

lol

And as in uffish thought he stood,

The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,

Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,

And burbled as it came!

I have some poetry of my own:

 

"Hurm"

 

-Rorschach

 

At least, that should be poetry...

 

Also:

 

Haikus are easy,

But sometimes they don't make sense,

Refridgerator

 

 

~Konta~

Sometimes poetry and other skadoo,
Can be really hard to pull off and do.
You can have a great rhyme goin',
And it's coming so good your glowin'
But right when it comes close to being a masterpiece,
One to be said at a nobleman's feast,
And one to be known from the west to the east,
And one known for thousands of years at the least,
Your Brain gives up and asplodez.
Pangolins with a golf club.

Wow this entry has become such fail.

BtB