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Artist's Name: Davis
Artist's Elftown User Name:[Doormat]
Poem Category: Humor
Poem's Title: Doormat
Poem:

A doormat on the ground
All is well,
Step on me, step on me,
And go to hell.

Step on me again
Stomp on me hard
Do it again
I'll rip off your nards

Rip me apart
Throw me around
Scorn me yet,
You I'll pound.

You take me helpless
Lifeless, all alone
Take advantage of me
I'll break your bones.

I'm just a sheet of plastic
A flat black mat
Though I can take you all
In single combat.

Shoot me yes,
I can't feel the pain
Do it again,
And I'll eat your brains.

Blow me apart
Beat me to shreds
I'll return the favor
By ripping your heads

Fear me, yes
Run away
Stay and fight
I'll make you pay.

A helpless doormat,
No, I'm not
Lick your wounds,
I won't be forgot.

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Artist's Name:Puddles
Artist's Elftown User Name:[Singe]
Poem Category: Sad
Poem's Title: Furniture
Poem:
You look over at me and smile
As if we share some secret, some joke
And i bury my feelings
Feelings that are so jokingly secret, somehow
Everyone found out but you
It hurts, it's torture, i swear
I look into your ice-blue eyes searching
For something that just isn't there
Namely affection, or at least some sign
That i'm not just furniture
But to my dismay, when i start to cry
You don't even notice
No, you are focused on the ass
Of some blonde cheerleader
I know the truth
My fears have come true
I am less than nothing
Why can't i mean anything to you?

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Artist's Name: Lauren M. Manglitz
Artist's Elftown User Name: [Faelover]
Poem Category: Controversial
Poem's Title: Honorable AND Dishonest?
Poem:

Can you be honorable and dishonest?
Can you be trustworthy and still lie?
Or are they separate issues,
That many can't define?

Do the former traits deal with loyalty,
With the latter only loosely linked?
Or is lying always a betrayal
Showing infidelity?

Can it depend on the lie?
If the lie can not hurt them,
If it has nothing to do with them,
Is it so wrong, so dire, so bad?

If they will never know,
If it makes them feel better,
If it is for their own good,
Is it still so terrible to do?

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Artist's Name: Lauren M. Manglitz
Artist's Elftown User Name: [Faelover]
Poem Category: Fantasy
Poem's Title: They Didn't Stand a Chance
Poem:

A more handsome man was never seen,
Sun glinting off his armor.
The cocky arrogance of their General Ky'r
Sent pride flowing through the Elven clan.
The battle was as good as won they said.
The humans didn't stand a chance.

The magic realm would never fall.
Their bumbling enemy would be destroyed.
When daylight broke, their hero rode forth.
Ky'r rode towards the foolish humans,
With bloodlust in his eyes.
The humans didn't stand a chance.

Two days passed until their hero returned,
Bloody and fearful screaming of their fate.
Then screams of terror were heard,
As the sound of their enemy drew near.
The woods were burned, the realm destroyed
And magic was no more.
All destruction brought about by the humans,
Who didn't stand a chance.

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Artist's Name: Lauren
Artist's Elftown User Name:[OceanBorn]
Poem Category: Sad
Poem's Title: Once
Poem:

You are my moon
I look to you every night
The stars surround your presence
of overwhelming life

You're the inspiration I Speak
You're the pain that caresses my soul
The one whom I turn to
When I ever feel alone

I could never speak the truth
Thankyou for being there
Tell you, you were special
Or even say I cared

So now that I've lost you
Though you still live on in my heart
My tears slowly fall
they say 'death do us part'

You are my first breath in the morn
and so you always will be
You were my last thought at night
I can only thank you for loving me

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Artist's Name:Davis
Artist's Elftown User Name:[Doormat]
Poem Category:Dark
Poem's Title:Leech
Poem:

My time was up,
But did you care?
I was dead,
You didn't even hear.


You laughed when you heard the news
No tears, no grief, little or few
You never cared about me
Now my death humours you.


At my funeral
You faked the tears
But only I,
Knew you didn't care.


I saw this all
From my hell
I cursed you good
So you'll join me as well


You never knew
Your coming fate
Never realised,
Before too late.


I sat here, in my hell
And I smiled.
For you would be here
For quite a while.

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