Anyways. Updated a poem I'm rather fond of, entitled "Fickle". Yes. So.. you may be seeing more work from me, you may not. I'unno. But at least I live?
Water Lily
Colored Rose

FickleLove is such a fickle word To be claimed by youngsters chasing in fields And couples so elderly that though their hearts weaken each day They remain strong together, with hands held tight. But if love is so erratic, so unpredictable How do we know what it truly is? What shape are you, Love, to change so often From something so sweet as a mother and child To a tear filled night left alone in the dark? You cast such different hues at any time you wish Some light, some dark, some mildly bland. Show me, show us, the world, who you are. Are you some devil in disguise LikFickle
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have fun, live a good life, and don't die!
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
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LIVE LIFE! HAVE FUN! DON'T DIE!
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It lingers; across the skin, supple and soft, to trail a shivering path...
<3&\o/
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LIVE LIFE! HAVE FUN! DON'T DIE!
<3<3<3 /o/
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It lingers; across the skin, supple and soft, to trail a shivering path...
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It lingers; across the skin, supple and soft, to trail a shivering path...
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I don't know what to write here
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