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(Poem) Forges of Confusion

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Each day, another question asked.
Answers revealed only subtly.
Wondering how many days have passed,
waiting to get some sort of rebuttal.

Pounding away in the forges of confusion,
questions swirl around in the smoke.
Just a smith to get the resolution,
to get out if this before I choke.

The hand extended is the escape.
I want to take it without hesitation.
Will the hand I reach partake?
My heart aches at my procrastination.

I wrote this poem quickly for a Creative Writing class prompt. I can be rather terrible at rhyming.

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(Poem) Two Hearts Love Twice More

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It started with a rose.
Oh such a beautiful rose.

Even when I changed completely,
everything was still fine.

A rose that made travelling happy,
with a smile.

I lost the rose, one fateful day.
Oh how my hearts ached.

My love became real on that beach,
as much as I could’ve been there.

Time passed and I got to see you again.
Looking brilliant as ever.

But all of my waiting was in vain.
You have a part of me, but that part isn’t me.

I had to go, for the final time.
We may meet again, when worlds collide.

(Poem) Song of the Siren

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They say that her voice sounded heavenly.
They say she dwells in the sea.
I decided to find her.
She couldn’t be that far.

I sailed across the sea of people,
Into territory I’ve never felt presence.
The sea turned calm, all seemed normal.
That’s when I heard her voice.

She parted the sea with her sweet sound.
It was true as they said.
Her beauty matched her heavenly voice.
I was drawn to her instantly.

The sea erupted into chaos,
But her voice was all I could hear.
I let these problems go,
Because she is all I can now see.

(Poem) Ballad of the Dark

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We are here to snuff out those of Light.
Our war wages in the farthest depths of the galaxy.
This hero from our rival’s blood thinks he stands a chance,
But he is nothing and filled with idiocy.
The hero has been taught by the best,
He moves with agility and grace.
This is what was prophesized,
And it is him whom we must erase.
Our family versus that last of theirs.
Darkness will envelope all.
The hero and his family have no opportunity,
Over Lightning we will stand tall.
It’s not a matter of good versus evil.
It is what our founding father did
So we will follow that example.
The first Dark Elementalist, Sid.

Poem based on the events of Elements of Lightning and Elements of Blood

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