i am trying to learn to draw better
but still don't have anything worth posting and its taking forever
oh and one other thing
i am so freaking tired of people pointing out that i don't properly capitalize my poems
omg are they stupid or what????


Black RoseDyeing flowerBlack Rose
hard rain fleeing sun falling night flooded creek muddy water flowing fast dying flower blood red falls slowly in circles in the roaring rain only i see the red flower is dying dying hope


InkInkInk
little words all scrunched up together running out in silent rivers emptying the writer's mind ink is my blood


SightSightSight
poems are nothing but carefully arranged drops of feeling from the writers heart put on paper to fill the hearts of people who cannot see


JusticeOne Night one night when all is evil the night will shine with the blade of truth and it will cut us free from the death of lies that is our world man is a walking battle for good against evil when there is peace there is death even if it breaths one night truth will take breath from the living deadJustice
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Ryo
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I don't have to believe in GOD to believe in myself - Sanzo-sama
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raphael does photography, too!
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Satoru koto muzukashii
True understanding is difficult
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"There is a sudden screech from the other side of the campfire, and Remus looks up in a panic to see that Sirius, in a particularly overenthusiastic shove, has just set James on fire. " -Shoebox Project
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Fere libenter homines id quod volunt credunt.
-De Bello Gallico, Book III, Ch. 18
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