Mitch

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Shyguy [/i] [B][size=1] I've never even had a real boyfriend/girlfriend/whatever, but I only assume that my devotion to them would at least be the same. -Shy[/size] [/B][/QUOTE] [color=red] What about us, :p ^_^ [size=1]Death happens as it happens-- and I have yet to find, why some elude. I have yet to find why dreams are worth more than death's due. For--we all shall die, as flames burn cold, and the ice is cold. For--we all shall die, as flames burn cold. As flames burn cold, and the ice is cold.[/size] Answer: Yes. [size=1] Death is bitter-sweet. Death is bitter-sweet. Don't cower, it's only defeat. Death is bitter-sweet. Death is bitter-sweet Don't cower, it's only defeat. And as flames burn cold--the ice turns into frostly cold. And don't you cower, it's only defeat[/size][/color]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Sara [/i] [B][SIZE=1]Take it from a former mod--they are. ;) Mitch, come back to the light side!! Heh, yeah.. Seriously, though. Mods are people too. Not Nazis, not Communists [well, [i]some...[/i]]...And Shyguy is definitely not Hitler. ;)[/size] [/B][/QUOTE] [color=red] Hmm? The light side... I am a part of it...:cross: [Well said Sara] (And I know Shy's no Hitler--I should know, we're married) [/color]

[color=red] I do believe the rules do need some updating, but not very much. Just because they have been neglected doesn't mean they still aren't valid. Validity of rules just doesn't disappear, or anything. I don't really know if that's what your mentality is for making this thread or not, but that is partially what I got from it. But yes, they certainly could be updated. But I believe once James completes [i]My Otaku[/i], then the rules will be very extensively updated. And the reason I tell newer members ect. to read the rules is because I can't really change the way someone acts--they have to take the initiative themselves. And showing them the way to the rules gives them a better route to follow in staying here instead of being banned. I hope that helps ^_^[/color]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by The Vampire: Ed [/i] [B]No, but a name like Sniglefager will.... [/B][/QUOTE] [color=red] That was so prejudice... :Bops him on the head: :p [color=indigo]Yet so funny at the same time... :whoops: - Desbreko[/color] Anways...back on topic. Mods are people, too. You have to stop and realize that one time or another. A mod can't be completely right all of the time, nor can they be of complete relevance and rationality at all times. They also have to be quite fleeting of their personal opinions on closing a topic, and do it mainly for the good of the boards. So just think, if you were a mod, do you think you'd be so [i]perfect[/i], hmm? I think not. Errors are human. But I will have to say, I try to do my best. I guess for some that's not enough. [/color]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Crazy White Boy [/i] [B] Gracias! You urge and I respond: [size=1]Posts are like totally insane here on Otakuboards Plushies, sprites, love shrines - it's an e-blur You might post poetry or talk otaku history Otakuboards, Oo-oo Tales of Big Brother two, and one marshmellow Juu, oo-oo S-s-s-spammer, watch out behind you - there's a ShyGuy out to find you What to do? Just listen to his Triad Tales, oo-oo! Not ZF tails or 2X tails but Triad Tales, oo-oo! When it seems boredom has set, you better bet It's time for an RPG starring Captain Planet Kevin always complains, but the ShyGuy still entertains! Otakuboards, Oo-oo Tales of Big Brother two, and one marshmellow Juu, oo-oo Not ZF tails or 2X tails but Triad Tales, oo-oo![/size] [/B][/QUOTE] [color=red] Now, Crazy Frat Bot, that was pure genious. Can I have some of your comical-ness? :Steals a cloud:[/color]

[color=red] Ah....Harry Potter. Yeah, I have read them all. I don't see why we're fighting over who's going to hook up with who, that's beside me...something that we can't even begin to effect...so...erm. Yes. I am excited to see and read and know everything about the next book. But, 6 months? That's a very long time. I'm sure it'll even be put back some. [spoiler] I just must use this...OK, so...yeah. I'm happy the book's coming out soon, but it's still pretty far into the distance.[/color][/spoiler]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by genkai [/i] [B]0_0 I'm not the only one with a QA Love file? PIRO DOESN'T DESERVE YOU!!! I mean.. ahem.. If he doesn't have a love file for you, then.. hehehe... Anyway.*stares Gavin down...* I'm waiting.... [/B][/QUOTE] [color=red]....Erm...yeah, Piro-Man doesn't deserve you...erm... :Runs away: :Yells back: Hurry u' wut dum curds![/color]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Medra [/i] [B] [img]http://guru.theotaku.com/dbgirl/18.gif[/img] I'm a hot chick that will kill you. Stay away... ...Narf. Excellent job, Adam...^-^ [/B][/QUOTE] [color=red] You're a chick....? And a hot one...? When did this come about? :p[/color]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by DeathKnight [/i] [B][color=crimson]I dont know if this is weird or not, but in fourth grade Gifted and Talented class they put on a 'Midsummer's Night Dream', and I was cast as the king of the faries- Oberon. I wore this blue sparklely robe with wings, and fairy ears with a crown of flowers and stuff. o.o;[/color] [/B][/QUOTE] [color=red]:laugh: I can just see you doing that Kenny-Boy. ^_^ Heh, sorry, The Mitch cannot disclose any of his such unnerving and witting moments such as Kenny has unvieled. Please walk along, I am only a pedestrian. And a stray one at that, thank you very much. ...[You didn't see that picture of me on the toliet, did you :nervous:...][/color]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Sara [/i] [B][SIZE=1].... Who hoo, I'm like Safer and James! ....wait...[/SIZE] [/B][/QUOTE] [color=red]:p...funneh Sara. Well, I took a few, I got Tough Boy for that one one...and then I took the DBZ one, and the results page wouldn't show up @_@ Oh well. Still, good job Adamness, good job. :Pats him on the back:[/color]

[color=red] That was pretty good :) I also read a few of your other poems, they aren't all too bad, either. Hmmm, seems you have some memories here, why don't you stay? -_-[/color]

[color=red] I've never been asked out. Poor me... Right, that's so not me. I really could care less if I'm asked out or not. There's a time for everything. And right now, that's the last thing on my mind. [size=1] But hey--Shy did...=_= Erm, not really, but ^_^[/size][/color]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by wrist cutter [/i] [B]FINE, I'll be the one to laugh at that. *takes a good laugh* You people all suck -_- [/B][/QUOTE] [color=red] I laughed. What does that make me? Un-suck-ish?[/color] [QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Lady Katana [/i] [B][color=royalblue]That was [i]so[/i] wrong. Well, an interesting thing about me is that I'm double-jointed in my arms, and I've memorized all the Pokéraps from Pokémon.

[color=red][b][u]Hello Lies, Let Go[/b][/u] Hello Is there anyone home? Hello Is there anywhere to go? The ships move along in horizon, Your lips move and I can't hear what you say Hello Is there anyone home? Hello Is there anywhere to go? I opened the door to the sun, I found what burns and what's frozen run. Your lips, they move, I can't hear what you're saying. And I was once alive, but my hands, they are jammed into position. Hello Is there a dream in your lips? Hello Is there something I heard that escaped the vocal slip? I opened the door to the moon. I left the after-glow to come soon. And I was once alive, but my hands, they are froze like ice. Your lips, they move, but I can't hear what they interpretate in my sight. Hello Is there pain in this shadow? Hello Is there any way I can be shown where it hurts? The ships move along in horizon, I came to your tongue, and I can't hear inside my mind's embezzlement. Is there pain in this shadow? Is there anyway I can be shown where it hurts? Your lips, they move, but only a silhouette, Only a lie. A fleeting glimpse. Your lips, I cannot put my finger on those shadows. You lips, they are ruby with bites in ship. The ships move on in horizon, I wonder where yours lingers in behind it? Hello Is there anybody other than lies. Hello I want to know where you've lost yourself in all these ties. And I was once alive, alive as you, and my hands are frozen, They froze in a swamp of damp blizzard. Open your lips true, Let ruby red write the dreams I've wished to weave in sue. Open your lips true, Let the ruby red ride the wings of the night. Hello I wonder where it's all gone. Hello The lips move, and pursed is all you're saying. Hello I was once alive, and I've died my times of death. And I was once alive, my hands are froze, a ruby red rose So slightly frail and so moonly tailed. Hello, I wish I could hear you, Hello, I wish I knew what you have that's rose and true. Hello Hello Hello lies, I know you, so very alive. We're just two lost grounds running over the same old fears. Hello lies, I know you, so very alive. We're just same of the one, one of the same. I've lived with you years and years, All I've cried is lies in tears, lies in tears. Hello, I know where you've been. I know your story so cut and thin. Hello, lies, your lips?they move, and I can't hear What you're saying. Hey you, you lies, throw it all away. Throw it into the trash, forget this rival clash. Hey you, you lies, throw it all away. Throw it into the trash, forget this rival clash. I found you in the sun I found you in the moon. I found the true face so soon, I found the true light that's you. And I died, as I placed my fingers on the ease. And I died, as I placed my fingers and froze them with lease. I die here frozen with all the lies, All those dastardly cold lies. The blizzard that ensues is but a repertoire of my heart. The blizzard that nips is but a coldness to my stepped part. Hello I know you're there. Hello Your lips are moving, and I need to be saved. I need to be shown the way, I need to rid of the stays. I lie here frozen, the coldness but a darkness of the ways. The lies lie molten into magma flowed into my psyche. The lies lie molten into lava spewed into a royal red of crimson might. Hello lies Hello Hello lies Hello Your lips, they move, but only a silhouette, Only a lie. A fleeting glimpse. Your lips, they move, and I freeze as I Forget what I've breathed. Hello lies, This, this is where you die. Hello lies, This, this is where I forget you. What a compulsive impulse you were to me. What a fallen demeanor, you were so sweet. But as you were sweet, you were cold. As I bit, I sloshed into nothing. Hello Hey you lies. Hello Hey you lies I opened the door to the moon. I left the after-glow to come soon. The water is frozen marsh. The frost is written with harsh. I hope you watch as I melt your wretched cold away, I hope you watch as I destroy you with the very light that gave you day! The frost is written with harsh, And this is the last I will give you my place of warmly parts. Go to the moon, She'll love you more than I do. Go to the sun, He'll shimmer more with what you blew. Go to the depths of hell, For there is where you'll find true. Hello I whisper, and the cold is gone. Hello Your lips move, and I can't hear what I'm saying. Hello Hello Hello lies Let go. Hello lies Let go. Hello The cold has died. Hello The cold has died. Hello I'll forget and lies will come back inside. Hello I'm whispering into your ears I'm whispering into your ears Answer, and coldness is here. Answer, and coldness is here. Hello. Hello. Answer, and our resolves will be put to the test. Answer, let the freeze chill our burning hearts. Lies, answer, I've come back to you. Lies, answer, my heart's burn is for you. Hello Don't forget my lips move for you. Don't forget. Don't forget. Lies, your lips move, And I can't hear. Lies, your lips move, And I'm back to where I had binded you here tonight. Lies, your lips move, And I'm back to the frost that froze my hand. I'm back to where I've left the land. I'm back to where I've left the blizzard running quick and stern. Your lips move, and I can't hear what you're saying. Your lips move, and I can't hear what you're saying. The wind blows by, and I'm gone with sighs. Lies, your lips, they move. I died, my hand is froze, I touched that I've forever hold. I died, my hand is froze, I touched that I've forever held. The ships move along in horizon, Your lips move and I can't hear what you say The countenance of you is fazed forever in my way. The countenance of my heart is yours forever payed. Hello Your lips move, and I can't hear what you're saying. Hello Your affable rule is so very sweet.[/color]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Shyguy [/i] [B][size=1]Very good work Mitch, you constantly impress me with your talent at poetry. Is there any way that you could make a poem about me? "Good-bye Shy" maybe..? -Shy[/size] :whoops: [/B][/QUOTE] [color=red][size=1]Per your request...I have crafted an actual stupendous creation from within the confine of my mind. Err...JUST READ.[/size] [b][u]Good-bye Shy (There Was A Guy)[/b][/u] Good-bye Shy You were, so certain, so one-of-a-kind. Good-bye Shy You were such that of a guy. But the flower's grown pale, and you've grown frail. But the petal's rotten with vile forgot, and the guy's been filed and shot. Good-bye Shy, I wish I had time. Good-bye Shy, I wish I had gotten knowing of the guy. I close my red lips, pressed in senseless utterance of flip. I close my red lips, pressed with darkness so bit. Good-bye Shy You were so certain?one-of-kind. Good-bye you life. You were toiled in shards I cannot climb. But the person's no longer there? he's froze, froze in countenance so fair. But the person's no longer there? he's gone, gone as flare. (Death is uttered, here and now I wish I had known you, Shy. Forget those, and rot as ground) I really thought something of you. (Death is uttered, the words we I wish I had known you, Shy Utter but spasm with black bark) I wish I had gotten to say my good-byes. Silence is inundated, Shy, silence is but inundated. You whisper, and I wish good-bye, You still speak, and I hear the bough shake inside. Good-bye Shy, I never knew you, so, good-bye. Good-bye Shy, I never knew you, but lives live on. Lives live on interred in blowed leaf. And fall but dries the river that is the deep. Silence blows in weathered, and souls light in ethereal black. Good-bye Shy, Josh is what the day shall remember you as. Good-bye Shy, Shy-Jo is what my peak shall whisper on the edge in cite. Death is uttered, the words we Utter but spasm with black bark. Good-bye Shy, I knew you were such one in a dime. Good-bye Shy, you were one of the kind. And silence is inundated in your whisper. Whisper on, Shy, you dogged flame. For I see you fly above, and forget not that you've strove. For I see you fly above? and flame lingers on as sky does. [size=1] It's actually serious...:gasp:...[/size][/color]

[color=red] That I couldn't stand, lol. To tell the truth, I didn't even read the whole thing. It just isn't my style or liking. So yeah, I do think it's pretty lame. I mean, I lost my want to read it the first few lines... But I'm not condemning you, either. We all have our flukes.[/color]

[color=red][b][u]Heart?You Are My Eyes[/b][/u] Don't forget the secrets you've kept. Don't forget the wings are those you've kept. Find the strength, the winds of change. Find the love you've forever hanged. Love those who love you dear. Love them whom see you clear. My eyes' core is burned within for. My eyes see as I bleed. Don't forget those lives you've lead. Don't forget that here's not forever's stead. She's on the turning of the way. She's given herself day by day. My eyes see her now, as that of cloud. My eyes repeat her now, her beauty's forever found. Love is never a flower but sour. Love is never thriving but sweet in power. My eyes repeat her evermore, I see her, sweetly sour. My eyes repeat here now, my eyes feel instinctal powers. She's not given herself, eyes they do lie. She's not given ever, eyes are such flies. Can they be ripped? is irony open wide? My eyes they see, but I wonder about eyes. I wonder about eyes, what if I tore them out? Would I still see as much as I can stout? Love is worth an eye or two. Love is worth an eye for you. If only eyes were not so blind as they see. If only eyes were rhythmical teetering machines. O! Heart, you are my eyes, eyes, you are my heart. O! Eyes, you are my heart, how ironic, its fault Heart, you wronged me enough, my eyes are truely mine. Go?go you heart for I care not about you. Come?come eyes, give me the path of true. Deceit it is the very rule. Deceited is all human emotion fooled. Even I take my eyes over the right Even I take away my heart for sight. O! Heart, I admit it now? I've forgotten you. O! Heart I admit it now? eyes never are true! O! Heart I miss you so. O! Heart I miss you red in soul. I've left you someplace else. I've left you away with the eyes' pelt. Love is worth a heart and more. Love is worth a heart and golden storm. Love's worth hot ashes of dreams. Love's worth is more than seems. And heart I say now? you are my eyes. You are my eyes to the sight. O! Heart heart, you are my eyes. O?you are my eyes. [b][u]What's A Day, What's A Night?[/b][/u] Day, day, Night, night. It all flows by, A silhouette of sharded glass. It all flows by, Radiant as that and new. Day, day, Night, night. Shallow fright, Deathly night. Lightly sight, Brightly flight. Day, day, Night, Night. It's the evening of the wind, It's the day of time in tinge. It's the day of clouded dark, It's the night that it all comes in fall apart. Day, night. Night, day. Feel the senses real, That life's move is time's thrill. Dreams are made winding day. Dreams are made winding night's stay. Feel the senses, feel, Burn flame, burn. Darkness feel, darkness still. Coldly ghost, stay, coldly ghost?stay. Day, today. Night, yesterday Dreams are made winding day. Dreams are made winding night's stay. Night, night. Day, day. Coldness sure does bite? Surely as the days and night's trite. Day, day. Night, night. Feel so flustered, uptight? Afraid of the season's might? Night: it's night. Day: it's wake of tonight. Feel the senses real, That life's move is time's thrill Feel the dreams wander die, Wonder if day's night's dine. Day: peel away. Night: linger see the moon so fain. Take the day, the night's fade. Take the night, day's death made. Dreams are made winding day. Dreams are made winding night's stay. O Day, O, my Night. This is life, feel it right. This is life, feel it tight. O Day, O, my Night Days are days. Nights are nights. Dreams are senses real, Time's are interchangeable, so, feel. We've a life to kill, We need day and night's fill. Goodnight, I've sleep tonight. Good morning, I've awaken this right. O Day, O, Night. Give a cheek and give a slight, Give a wish and give flight. Night o' Day, Day o' Night. Night are those eyes of the times, Day, they shift for rise. And those times of the eve, Whisper to me, senses, please. Touched, the night. Touched, the day. Those eyes of the times, They shift for rise. Dreams are sense real, We've a life to kill. Dreams are senses real, We need day and night's fill? The feel of senses, real, Life's move is time's thrill. Coldness bites night and the day, Bite does coldness to this night of day. [/color]

[color=red] Nice to see you back Dark, but, these threads are no longer allowed. James says they should be deleted upon creation, soooo...seeing that I cannot delete threads for some reason, I believe the next mod shall do what I cannot once they see this... :Strokes his Hammer: My precciooussss...[img]http://cwb.250free.com/Others/gavel.jpg [/img][/color]

[color=red] Ah, I completely and fully follow you with that poem, Etarah. My Dad quite annoys me as well. Nice rhythm, nice rhyming, good job. 8/10.[/color]

[color=red][center][b]Who am I in my own Mind?[/b][/center] A rather large and blunt question this truely is. I don't know what I am in my mind. It's different everday. Somedays I'll just be so very sarcastic that almost everything I say has no merit, and I only cause people to get angered. But that's very beside the point. In my own mind, I see myself as a kind of two-sided coin. As I think everyone should. Now, somedays the coin'll be completely on the positive edge--or somewhere quite close. At other points, it may be in the middle. Mediocre. Or sometimes, sometimes it flips completely over--revealing my raw and total darkness of my human psyche. Most of my poems are routed from this side, as you may have seen. Heck, yesterday I even had my Dad read my newest one (Death Is For The Earth--both parts) and he asked me why I write so dark like that. Well, to me, that poem's not that dark. I focused on the blood because blood is a very easily held and melded into one's mind as not only a symbol, a great image, but it is a very explicit word to me. One that's not to be take lightly. So yeh, I believe he didn't understand the poems at all. You'll notice I'm very trailing, I jump around in my mind a lot. I'm quite a hopless dreamer, in fact. Somedays I will just lying around, thinking, wondering, going over everything and more. And I can't help it. I care about so many people and things even though they might not even care a thumb or a limb of me. I'm very caring, that's very certain. I'll be there for someone even if they may or not know me all that well. It's just the way I am. I like to think most of the main people in my life rather don't understand me. Namely--my parents. Especially my Dad. A lot of my poems are written about him. My Dad just doesn't understand, and lots of people probably don't. My Dad can't understand my sarcastic sense of humor, he takes it as disrespect. But then again, he takes everything like that. He's also very critical of me, telling me that I do nothing to help around the house, and such. It's practically beaten into me, all of what he wants me to act and do. Most people fear being their parents--as I do. But, I know I'll be just the same as my Dad most likely, even if I don't want to be, I'll be him in some form. Sometimes I wonder if my Dad even really knows what it's like to be a teen. But, I've learned to live with that. See? Here I am, trailing again. Another thing I should bring up is that I'm rather shy. Obviously you cannot glean that from my activity here, for the internet blocks such matters. But I'm not as out-going and as for-fronted here as I am in real life. So, along with the shyness, I'm really rather reserved in my feelings all around me. I take them in, and I spit then out later, on my own time (namely via poems). And yet again tailored to that shyness, and holding in of feelings, I'm rather paitient and rare to anger. I rarely get mad. Only if I'm very annoyed by something, or if I've been worn thin in my ability to reserve myself. I'm also, at least I like to think, rather kind and often considerate. At school. as I leave a class, I most oftenly say 'good-bye' as I'm leaving to the teacher, or I might say something a little different. It all depends upon, usually, how I feel about the teacher. No, no, don't get the idea I hate some of my teachers, I dont. Everything I do and everything I observe, read, and so on, I usually try to look deeper into it to find an allegoric, or a meaning that's hidden, in it. That's why I believe I've grown better and better with poetry--because that's what you do when you write a poem, you expand and delve into the deepness of something, and use surprising metaphors to express this, somewhat, for a lack of a better word, unnamable thing you may delve out. But poetry's much more than that. Very much more. There's also those people who will take it differently, or, not even understand it period. I als like to think I have a rather large imagination towards everything, and that I am very good at seeing anothers' side pertaining to a subject without invalidating my own. Because equality and respect for anothers' opinion is at least what they deserve. But, other than this many things, I'm flawed of course. There may be some flaws up above, but, I thought I'd just point it out. We all have our flaws. It's what makes us human. Now, here are some I've already said--I keep my feelings inside and I'm shy--there's most likely more than those I've listed. One of my main flaws is I'm not able to really force myself into something I loathe, or something which turns me off. I'll just run away from it, or I just won't try in it. School is a good example. I could've probably had an A, or at least a B, in Spanish, had I tried and payed more attention. But I just couldn't. My attention span gets that way when I'm uninterested in something. Even a bad teacher can turn me away from things I love. I suppose I've trailed on a lot. But there's so many angles just this one question can bring up that must be answered. I shall add the other questions later.[/color]

[color=red] Kerndurnc open one sleepy eye to see Shoryu sweaty and, seemingly scared. He whispered down to him. [b]Kerndurnc:[/b] Ah, what is wrong? [b]Shoryu:[/b]It...it's none of your business! [b]Kerdurnc:[/b] Why the hell do you keep to youself so much? Why? [b]Shoryu:[/b] It is not any of your business what is and has happend to me! That is why, rather. [b]Kerdurnc:[/b] Is it? Or is it just too much pain?! [b]Shoryu:[/b] Friend, I have lived with pain my entire life! You know nothing of my matters... [b]Kerdurnc:[/b] And that is all you have given me. That is all-- [b]Shoryu:[/b] Exactly, it is none of your business! None of it! Why should you care? I'm sure you have your own story, your own pains. Why care about me?! [b]Kerdurnc:[/b] Because, this is me. Take it or leave it. I do care, even if you may put my forth as an enemy.[/color]

[color=red]Thanks O gracious, heart-warming, Sky. Thank you, O, you are there, and yet, you're mine. Beh. Thus ends Mitch's slight poetic rant. Ah, these graphics are so much better. Jamesy, I can't tell you enough how much better they are. The other ones were just to happy and goody-goody to me. Darker colors most definitely convey a better tone and atmosphere, well, at least to me. So yeh, I can't tell you enough how much very better it looks. It's a giant improvement. : puts tape back on mouth [i](Good jobsness)[/i][/color]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Dragon Warrior [/i] [B]Heh. yeah. It's okay Dues. Treton: Thanks. I also aced my global studies exam ^^ More tomorrow. yays! Also, good luck on your test even though your probably done with it by the time I'm posting this. Anyways, OtakuCards is rather a mixture of Magic and Duel Monsters. the way of battle is more Duel Monsters, but some concepts are based off of Magic. ^^ [/B][/QUOTE] [color=red] :Awaits his card: Eh. Can I use those two additives I edited into it--hmm?[/color]

[color=red][size=1] Yay, another two-part poem. Bleh. I guess two's the charm for me or something...who knows...[/size] [b][u]Death Is For The Earth Part II[/b][/u] The blood here, it's stained blood in martyr time. The blood here, it's stained blood in genocide. It's stained blood in homicide, Earth taken in human. It's stained blood in ecocide, taken per a taken rain. The twilit eclipse peeks his gentle rays? The blood all about, stained in fain. The twilit eclipse peeks his gentle rays? The blood all about, dusts gone in the wind. It's all the Earth has want, and all it has wrought. It's all the Earth had caught, and all the dusts it brought. O! How extant these purposes do amount! O! How perfidious these dusts, these rancid sores upon the earth do shout! The twilit eclipse peeks his gentle, touched, rays? O! The angel's tears do rain upon, touched, the stains. O! How malevolent these purposes do flaunt! O! The angel's tears do touch this fiated blood streak of stain! The blood here, the blood now, it's stained in genocide. The blood here, the blood now, it's stained for Earth's homicide. Hark, hark, the dust, it's the tainted, the dirt's . Hark, hark, the wind, she blows, and sins. It's all in the wind, dusts, they blow and fall. It's all in the wind, dusts, the blood of us all. O! How pious their causes do allot! O! The angel's tears fire with pissant! The blood, it's come, it's yet, it's was. The blood, it's done, it's met, it's fawn. The blood, O! The blood, O! It does, it is! It is, it does! Cry our tears, for the tears are but shed blood. Cry our tears, for the tears are but shed for naught. The twilit eclipse shall peek, touched, his mellow light? When us, men and like, shall forever gone, be as night. For the blood's already fallen. For the blood's made in fetus pollen. The twilit eclipse shall peek, touch, his forlorn, mellow light? When us, men and like, shall forever gone, as of darkest of dark night. O! How impunity's phoenix does alight the blood! O! How angel's tears do fall unsung! Hot as hell, our blood, it does burn. Hot as hell, our own is learned, blood, so sure, so stern. Are we made such as that of sterner stuff? Alack! Alack, for pity! For man's a piety of himself! Hot as hell, the gods, of all, shall come? Hot as hell, their wraths shall sum! Alack! Alack, alack for it all! Our fortune's here. Alack, alack for pity! Cry the angels, cry us die. Cry the angels, cry us die. Cry they in pity, cry they in righted right? For man's made of such stern stuff. And man's life is rounded with such a stern sleep, For death's the payment of the debt. O! How impudent we are to what we do! O! How the angel's tears do cry us death! The goodness of us is oft left to the angels. The goodness of naught is oft left to burn on in flame. Men's time is coming to crying bloodshed end? Men's time is coming to crying bloodshed end! Our time naught soon, but shall we stern beings not care of our own? Shall we such stern things be such frail as dust and wind, so light of blown? Hope I as one that tears are won, Hope I as one that we men are not lost of such as we are. Cry, cry our tears, our felled tears, alas, is all we can do. Cry, cry, that's our way, and so shall burn in sue. But time is mortal for us men, and cry is but the man's selfish. The tears touch, but they do not fully fall in splash. For our blood stains much more than that of any tear, and our sentiments will but shallow our years. And cry, cry the angels, those whom given enough? They cry us do more than just sentiment, they cry us, we are such more stern stuff. We are such more stern stuff, what's blood to give, but for stern and stuff? We are such sterner than that which is intuitionally strayed. We all live only as dusts in the wind, even though we give our flying blood a spill. Alas, I pirthee, hark! For the Earth, she dies in our death. Alas, I prithee, hark! For the Earth, she needs us in wreathe! Death I see is for the Earth. Death I fear, for fear is even that of us stern stuff. Death, it's eventual to even perpetual. Death, the doom of all, even our green gracious Earth. The dust, it's all in the wind? The past, it's all in us, we dusts of the stern blown wind. And death whispers in the Earth's prolific cheeks? Articulate, death does, us men as weak. Twilight approaches his garnished keep? And O! O, the angels, they do weep.[/color]

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