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  1. LUNA
    Three Little Girls Envy stood at the edge of the park With her pudgy arms folded Across her small chest. She scowled at the children Who sat in the sandbox And left no room for her. Lust kicked the grass And shrieked at those kids “I want it! I need it! I must have it! It’s mine!” Greed pushed and shoved, The girl with brown curls. She punched and bit The arms of the boys Until the sandbox was empty For only her use. Gluttony’s Feast and Sloth’s Defeat Gluttony arrived In the form of locusts And ate at the Tall golden stalks. They ripped the flesh Of Sloth’s wild crops And beneath them The life disappeared. As the plants died At the mouth of Gluttony Sloth made no move To stop him. Earthquake Broken trees and Broken bones; Deep valleys and Deep gashes. Streams of mud and Streams of blood. The earth’s own wrath Destroyed the city, But that same wrath Destroyed itself. Pride I paused at the doors Of a chapel of gold And saw Pride preaching there. From outside the gate Words bombarded my ears Before being lost to the world. Many, like me, Paused as they passed Entranced by the display of wealth Some even entered The luxurious church And heeded Pride’s every remark. I could see in Pride’s eyes That he not only believed The people of the street would listen, But he also expected To have the attention Of even the omnipotent God. Love The sun kissed the earth Gently and kindly And their love Colored the sky
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    Unrequited Love I’m hopelessly in love with my best friend. Back then, my life was a song With the bright music that reminds you of your youth The one that screams “I’m wild! I’m free!” Like doves we stuck together Like ying and yang we were complete opposites But somehow always seemed to fit. Like the moon and the stars, We were works of art. And yes the moon had suitors but everyone must have known That I was just one rock In comparison to a billion suns. My words a jester’s nonsense To her majestic poetry. My maturity that of a child But she held the stature of a queen. My heart an open box Hers a hidden treasure chest. With her by my side, the world was new. I had someone to sing with. College isn’t just a new song. It’s a new genre, A new atmosphere. It’s instruments that I’ve never heard before And voices of complete strangers. Upon separation, we cried together. We talked as often as best friends do, She says, “I hate it here. I miss you.” And together we count down the days until Christmas. Our flipped hourglass recording the seconds As we scratch the number of days into the walls with our fingernails But somehow we still have the strength to write a To-Do list Because, sure, I hate Utah, But it seemed a little more bearable thinking Of all the things we would get to do together. She was that familiar song that Reminded me of home. Winter came and brought with it the cold and the silence. The messages disappeared The calls became a rare occurrence. The music transformed into a Mournful piano piece in the distance. And college, college is walking the busy streets of New York by yourself. Unbearably surrounded but completely isolated. I’m alone in Utah with no one to call me “friend” And I realize that I am waiting for someone like her But you see, there is no one else like her And she has already met someone new. She’s got a new friend now and that’s OK. “She’s adorable” she says. “I don’t know how I’d survive college without her.” I’m still alone but she still says “I miss you” And I still love her and that’s ok. While in the air, all I could think of was her. I saw her in the clouds and in the sky And in everything beautiful on the earth. I heard the wind whisper, “Everything will be ok once you’re together.” It was the same thing that I had whispered to myself in the weeks prior. Upon landing that plane, My Christmas Eve gift to myself was a drive to her house. “She isn’t here. She is out with a boy.” She didn’t ask me to see her again until December 31. I know that date because it was the day my heart broke- The day that she looked me in the eyes and said, “No one has ever understood me like he does. No one has ever cared for me like him.” I’m surprised she didn’t hear my heart break. To me the sound was deafening, The sound of my quivering heartstrings Of the symphony playing that tragically beautiful song, The song that reminds us of the ones we’ve lost, The song that no one wants to listen to, But no one wants to forget. How stupid of me to think that everything would be ok, Because I was just one cold rock And she was the life of a million solar systems. I’m back in Utah now and this poem was incredibly hard to write I hate to beat a dead horse, But I feel like that overly played song on the radio. The one that no one seems to like But everyone is caught singing. Constantly living in fear of meeting someone as she has Constantly living in fear of repeating the last mistake. But if our God really is “all merciful” Then why is a mistake such a feared thing? I hate to sound like that hymn you sing every Sunday But whether you’re religious or not, Can we all agree on one thing? That no one is perfect? I know that I should tell you, “Don’t be afraid to love. Don’t be afraid to sing. Don’t be afraid of mistakes.” But I won’t. Because now I have become that horribly cliché poet Singing that overly played song Titled “Unrequited Love.”
  3. LUNA

    Poetry Idea: Sunset

    LUNA posted a blog entry in LUNA's Poetry

    Sunset I’m surprised By the gentleness Of his lips against mine, Like the sun kissing the horizon. I can feel the colors Pulse through my veins; In my fingertips- In my toes. The kind of sunset You want to capture And never let go. The kind of sunset that is inspired By divine artists. The kind you can feel- Not just see. But I wonder- Can he feel the colors too?
  4. LUNA
    Everything ends. There was a girl That was my best friend. Together we did so much. We went on coffee dates at the Starbucks downtown. And sent each other pictures of the clouds. We wrote poetry And lived for foggy days. We made awkward eye contact with boys to see their reactions Wrote handwritten letters with coded messages. But everything ends And I’m scared that now she sees me When she buys coffee at Starbucks But I’m not there. I fear that she sees me standing in the fog Or sees my eyes when she catches the gaze Of the boy across the room. There was a boy That I was in love with. Together we did so much. We baked pizza And drove through the hills. We slow-danced in his basement and Offered each other 2 cents for our thoughts. He played me songs on his guitar Complimented my little striped dress. But everything ends And I’m scared he thinks it’s me That he is making pizza with But it isn’t. I fear that he feels my rhythm When he slow dances Or hears my voice when he spots The abandoned pennies in the console of his car. There is a boy Who I have come to care for. Together we do so much. We take long drives around town And make frequent Taco Bell runs Not because the food is good But because we enjoy the company. We match our flannel And I took him snowshoeing for the first time. And I was the one who introduced My silly California boy to the Starry night sky that the Lights of his home Normally hid. But everything ends And I’m scared that when it does, He will see me in Taco Bell But I’m not. I fear that his flannel will hang Gathering dust in his closet Or that he will walk at night With his eyes to the ground Because he will hear my laugh In the twinkling of the stars. And I know that it will be this way, Because everything ends And I feel her hugs in the clouds And hear his laugh in the hills And I am scared that one day I will feel his touch in the snow. Because everything ends.
  5. LUNA
    I think that she just copied straight from HS list. I don't think she is voting for all of them (though, I do recommend that you change it Nyali...)
  6. LUNA
    The funeral fire was now cold and dead and Luna stood alone, the ashes of her lover held tightly to her chest. All that was left of the fire was a pile of black ashes. The urn felt cold and dead in Luna's arms. A grey sky rumbled overhead. "I'm very sorry for your loss Luna, I know you cared for Hellscythe as much as I did. I promise you I'll find the person who did this and make them pay." Itachi had left not long after she had accepted to become his heir. Luna was grateful for Itachi's kindness, along with the kindness of his wife Papaya, but it would not bring her love back to her. Staring up at the sky, Luna spoke, "I swear to the Stormfather and on the ashes of my only love, that I will find and take revenge upon my enemies." Luna turned, her cloak flowing behind her, and purposefully walked away from funeral site, making no glances back to Hellscythe's funeral. * * * * * Sorry guys, I have been busy with finals coming up. Also, this rp was kinda rushed sorry again. To break the tie, I will vote with Lopen for SilverDragon.
  7. LUNA
    *is bummed because now my character must attend her bf's funeral and should probably declare an heir which i would do through rp at one point in my life except i have no idea how this particular world works because I have never read the books send help*
  8. LUNA
    Haha so sorry, no offense just giving HS rust.
  9. LUNA
    Personally, I love Canada, and I don't even live there.... OKAY GUY, listen up, California can't possibly be so great if all the stormboys come from there.... (yes I caught that)
  10. LUNA
    I'm assuming the vote was changed.... But then again, you know what they say about assuming...
  11. LUNA
    I am enjoying the write up haha. Also, DeathClutch, I just read your post in the last cycle and I greatly appreciate that you (1.) put me in your write up with HS, (2.) think I am stunning, and (3.) would like to read my poetry. I'm sure you'll get to read it when it is finished.
  12. LUNA
    I will be trying much more to post with this game. Promise
  13. LUNA
    I understand how day 1 lynches work guy. I had a discussion with Mailliw about it already. Just because I would rather figure out how this particular game works before dying doesn't exactly make me suspicious but storm it. I don't care
  14. LUNA
    Hmmm. Mailliw ((TOTALLY KIDDING I LOVE YOU PLS DON'T HATE ME. (for those of you who kept up on QF14...) )) I really hate doing first turn lynches....
  15. LUNA
    I guess I am joining upon HS request. I'll play as Luna Arryn (one day maybe I will come up with my own name for a character, but like I kinda like this one tbh).
  16. LUNA
    Elbereth i guess. Sorry guys, just got back from traveling. I swear I will be on here more!
  17. LUNA
    Ummm, I guess I will vote for Aman as well, but I will admit that I am a little confused as to why you nominated yourself?
  18. LUNA
    BTW I might not be on for a while today. I'm traveling haha Idk dude, I feel like you're gasping for straws with that one (no pun intended). I think DC is good for once (which doesn't usually happen )
  19. LUNA
    ((I swear I will get better at being on top of this game later..... )) So i guess I will vote for Adamir....
  20. LUNA
    ehhhhh why not. Deathclutch Also, because of how it went down between us in the last game we played, Lopen
  21. LUNA
    Also, the soundtrack was TOP NOTCH xP
  22. LUNA
    I'll play as Luna Arryn
  23. LUNA
    sweeeeet
  24. LUNA
    Because I have asked you at least twice why you don't want to go on missions and you are yet to answer me
  25. LUNA
    Aight then, since there is a good chance that I will not be able to respond until it is too late (due to a basketball game that I have to perform at and church) I will just give my defense now. ALSO, I am voting for STINK. I am a data gatherer. Here are the people that I have scanned: The first night I scanned Mailliw and discovered he had Medical Knowledge, but then he had already died. The second night I scanned Hellscythe and discovered that he has no specialization. The third turn, I used my ability to scan Lopen, and discovered that he is a Communications Expert. Then I scanned STINK and learned that he has no specialization In the last night cycle I scanned BB, to learn that he was an assassin, but it was too late. I have put this info out there so that any of the good players can use this info to their will (be aware of False Trails) when I am gone. *wipes single solitary tear* I also figure that, either y'all are gonna lynch me or the eliminators are gonna kill me. so, whoever has the next mission, and if the gods of ice cream and other sweet and delicious treats have smiled kindly on me and I am still alive, please put me on the mission.
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