Of the life we live
Or the one we do not live
The life we want to live

Five seven five form
Ruined so atrociously
By all of these trolls

Edited 7/23/2015 20:45:37

Quite the shame indeed
To see the poetic verse
mangled and misformed

No matter the thing
There will always be those who
Can not understand

Edited 7/23/2015 16:55:45

Forms, there are many
Trajedy and ignorance
Purest they are dark

This off-topic thread,
Is by far my favourite
thread that I have read

Thanks for the props dude
It means a whole lot to me
This thread will be great

^

DRC Testing
An unfinished game
The war waits for you.

I had a girlfried
She was cold as the winter
She was an ice cream.

White as vanilla
With Neapolitan dress
A strawberry soul.

Fresh milk is her blood
Her hair is like dark chocholate
And sweet as the sugar.

I still remember.
The first time when we have meet
On that nice summer day .

But that time have passed
And now the Autumm will end
Leaving me alone...

An attempt deserves

Some credit to say the least

Although his form died