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May 20, 2007, 03:58 PM	#1 (permalink)
BoroVC DriverHeaven Junior Member Join Date: Feb 2005 Location: Somewhere... lurking. Posts: 94	The Crooked Tree This poem was written by a friend: __________________ ^^Thanks Guyver2K5^^

Jun 3, 2007, 03:03 AM	#2 (permalink)
SFOSOK Hells Fire, Heavens Wrath Join Date: Jul 2005 Location: Chino Hills, CA Posts: 6,502 System Specs	Very sad __________________ **Warning - Explicit Content Preceeding**

Jun 6, 2007, 02:59 AM	#3 (permalink)
Falstaff VETUS INFLATIO Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: Red Lodge UK Posts: 15,589	I really really like this... more more more... __________________ I have lived a blessed life, and the first of my blessings was the family I was born into. people who are willing to die for an ideal are unstoppable people willing to die for a country are unbeatable people who are willing to sacrifice anything to survive are unconquerable but people who have the courage to die for peace are the greatest of all-jwf

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I really really like this...
more more more...

Here's another one from my friend:

This House

Inside this house, inside its rooms,
I roam with constant fear.
Outside its walls I am not safe:
The masses scream and jeer.
Inside this house, I watch and wait:
When will they next attack?
Will it be by trojan horse?
A friend to stab your back?
Inside this house, I live alone;
I know its secrets well.
Its shadowed spaces give me warmth;
Its front door leads to Hell.
Inside this house, the seals are tight:
They keep out any draft.
The times when I went out for air,
I choked as people laughed.
Inside this house, it's nice and dim:
I feel its warm embrace.
Within its walls, I can't be seen:
I move without a trace.
Inside this house I can be free,
As strange as that may sound.
Though under siege and trapped within,
I'm free to move around.
Inside this house, it's lonely still;
The outside can't come in.
If one gets through and isn't true
The pain will soon begin.
Inside this house, inside my home,
Inside my favourite den,
I sit and think and watch the fire
'Till sleep takes me again...

If you've knocked upon the door, but no one had replied,
It doesn't mean I wasn't home: just sleeping deep inside.
By Nico73

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Jun 6, 2007, 04:32 PM	#5 (permalink)
Falstaff VETUS INFLATIO Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: Red Lodge UK Posts: 15,589	excellent, you should illustrate these poems Boro.. __________________ I have lived a blessed life, and the first of my blessings was the family I was born into. people who are willing to die for an ideal are unstoppable people willing to die for a country are unbeatable people who are willing to sacrifice anything to survive are unconquerable but people who have the courage to die for peace are the greatest of all-jwf

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