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Amice Writer Poem
I knew you once
Long ago
And I see how people change
You were kind then
The best kind of friend
But I guess that's all gone away
Because now, when I see you
You pretend I'm not there
You talk to everyone but me
We used to be close
How was that lost
When you gained popularity?
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Amice Writer Poem
'Twas later in the afternoon
When the work of the day was done:
Many sat waiting for the moon,
Idly twiddling their thumbs.
'Beware the Boar of Dumm, my son!
The eyes that dull, the yawns that tire,
Beware the slowing steps, do run
Or to great things, you'll not aspire.'
He took his hardy tome in hand:
His father's words he did then heed --
So climbed he up into a tree,
There he began to read.
And there the hours sped quickly past
'Till the last light of day did fade
And when he closed his book at last
A discovery was made!
The Boar of Dumm! Beneath the tree!
Unable to reach him, it fell
Onto its side, and there it died,
And thus lifted the spell.
'And hast thou beat the Boar of Dumm?
Oh tell me, for it must be true!
For the ones it takes are many,
Those who defeat it, few.'
'Twas later in the afternoon
When the work of the day was done:
The shouts of joy did ring out soon,
For o'er the Boar he had won.
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Amice Writer Poem
I've sailed across the ocean
Seen Carthya march to war
I've battled against Kronos
Heard Oliver ask for more
I was Receiver of Memory
The Speaker for the Dead
I've been Ender's Shadow
Heard the Whisperer in my head
I've found a world inside a wardrobe
Borne the Burden all alone
I've fallen into Tartarus
Been orphaned without a home
You may call them fantasy
A fable, myth, or tale
And though it ends eventually
For a little time it's real
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Amice Writer Poem
I saw something in your eye
That is not there anymore
What did they do to you, My child?
What is that sad look for?
You were so full of hope and light
Is that strength now gone?
Let Me give you life again,
Or they'll have already won.
Bring back your joyful smile
Lift up your weary head
You are special to Me,
No matter what they said.
Their words are meaningless,
Their lies will never be true,
They look only at the outside,
But I am looking inside, child, and I see the real you.
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Amice Writer Poem
The day was dark
The fires cold
No shred of joy
Could e're be found
No song of lark
Nor tales of old
Not a single
Cheerful sound
A sudden cry
Stricken, grieving,
Sharply pierced
The misty air
Then in reply
Sick with feeling
More voices wail
Songs of despair
The sound heightened
'Till all did hear
Mournfully ringing
O'er creek and hill
None could lighten
The hopeless fear
War was coming
The day darkened still
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Amice Writer Poem
Leave it all behind you
As you dash away
Don't look back
As you make your escape
The wind whips around you
Your worries try to hold you down
But you keep running faster
'Till your feet lift off the ground
And you fly
High above the ocean
Way beyond the stars
A place where fear melts away
A place where dreams are
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Amice Writer Poem
Can a poem be about a poem?
Many people don't think so-um.
Does poem rhyme with poem?
Experts would say no-um.
So is this poem a real poem?
I guess we'll never know-um.
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Amice Writer Poem
Why don't you
Realize how hard
I am
Trying to put
Into words what can
Never be
Grasped?
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Amice Writer Poem
The road ahead stretches on,
The past far behind.
The future will hold difficulties,
Mountains left to climb,
But with the hardships come the joys
Not everything is pain
For eventually the sun will show,
Making rainbows in the rain.
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Amice Writer Poem
Words don't satisfy me, so I
Redo it, but the story
Is still not shown
The way I see it
In my head. Will I
Never be able to
Give you the correct picture?
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