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Post by Arwen on Apr 18, 2004 19:58:46 GMT -5
Here 'tis, I suppose... Wanna read Seremidal, she's red and purple. Aricin is blue and purple. It's two seperate poems from two seperate points of view, that mean the same thing and are combined. Here and There
Here
Upon this stone I sat Is where it all began
Here
With feet dangling With leaves fading
Here
In water crystal clear One autumn bright and clear Fingers gently tangling In my thoughts a-wading
Here
In springtime sun we lay We lay in grasses green
Here
In grasses green Beneath the sun
Here
We stood in heavy rain Standing we would propose And of all else were clean In playfulness to run
And yet And yet
One fateful day
I stood She stood And I And she
Rejected
He Me
Who loved
Me Her
For Me For Her
Not for Not for
Lineage
Not for Not for
Grace
Not for Not for
Beauty
Not for Not for
Talent
But for But for
Who
I She
Was
Since then Since then
Have we
Been Been
Parted Though my heart
Is e’er Is e’er With him With Her Regret Remorse
Denial
Self-hatred Rejection
Infinite love
For him For her
Infinite love
For the son he begot For the son she did bear
Infinite love
For the one For the one Who is Who is
Lost
Lost Lost
Lost A whisper...
Forever Forever
Forever
For though my heart For though my heart Remains with him Remains with her His Her
Heart Remains THERE
I hope you're happy. That took me an hour to do you sweeties... Just kidding. Well, not about the hour part, but about the sweeties part.
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Post by Arwen on Apr 18, 2004 19:59:26 GMT -5
Coding should die. Die.
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Post by Elladan on Apr 19, 2004 14:37:28 GMT -5
I can always hear things in songs if I try... It's cool.
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Post by Arwen on Apr 19, 2004 14:49:31 GMT -5
Yeah... I do sometimes. But I couldn't get past the first two stanzas on this.
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