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Now it's the Poetry Corner. Look what done, Danse! Also, excellent poem. 10/10, very rhymey. |
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His eyes were blood red his tears filled with lust his breath like the waves in the ocean calming, but not to trust - This was how I thought of him. Perfect, but yet far from it. He was the new boy in town, and everybody loved him. He was a girl magnet. He made all the boys jealous. He was everything anyone could ever want and more, yet still, there was something off about him.. |
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Twas the eve which our journey shall commence. Poor Freedom cry, pizza outside their expense. The Macabre strides forth, a slice they brandish. Misery danced, their songs so outlandish. The Rainbow flaunts on of Hallow's Eve. One bound by Spell, what do they believe? A rioting Crimson dash to and fro. And the Pastry Lord... Where did you go? |
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I'm truly overwhelmed by the beauty here before me today. Skittles and Danse, our poet laureates. |
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🌈Skittles said:
big word-
Its basically a person who is honored with an award for outstanding creative or intellectual achievement. |
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*Cough* I didn't use Google. *Cough* |
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Summer Month: 1 
Night 
Earthquake Moon: 
