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Date Posted: 06:02:30 02/18/02 Mon
Author: |. Veil Of Tears .|
Subject: |. Poetic 'Gain .|
In reply to: Martyr 's message, "**Poetry... how fun!**" on 18:22:22 02/17/02 Sun

|. Poetic Contest, eh? .|

|. 'Rrival Of Two More .|

|. 'Till The Dawn Does Rise .|

|. Our Poetic Songs Shall Soar .|

[ Ah, I see two new ones. One of a knife edge. Another of a Martyr, quite intriquing instead ]

. 'Deed this 'Mime' 'ad her trust indeed, as did 'Silent Zephyr'. Quite frankly, 'Siren' 'twas one of the wisest, for her emotions 'twere expressed clearly. 'Knife Edge' 'twas a new one, yet her dominance was true. And finally, thou 'Martyr' t'would be seen with care .

. The angels shall clant 'er arrival, yet she has no care. The others shall chance her dominance, and they will feel her snare. Some, if brave enough, shall come forth to thee. And soon enough, the flame they'll feel, and most likely see .

. 'Sharp' and 'Keen' her personality, blazing as the sun. The florescent light off the blade, makes the shadows run. It seems she 'hath a great mind, and emotions expressed clear. And yet, in time, we'd see the truth, or perhaps hear .

. Ooids gaze 'pon fatale's o' bunched 'clique', sculpted duo plunging for'ard 'ward the essence o' the center. Seems indeed, all here 'ad a different persona, and in time it could prove greatness .

[ Mime, I see your whit so clear. Martyr, I see your flame. Siren, I hear your shrill call. Silent Zephyr, you feel no shame. Knife Edge, you are wise indeed. I, but a watcher. Her opinion uncleaer. Yet she will sufficate you in your tear. ]

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