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Artist's Name:Miz Lisa M. Pilgrim
Artist's Elftown User Name: [OvertheMoooon]
Poem Category: Realistic
Poem's Title: Life in Short
Poem:
A song in every poem,
A soul in every song.
A life in every dream or dance,
Nothing right or wrong.
A tickle in every vibration,
A love in every heart.
A connection between every brother,
At only death our souls part.

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Artist's Name: Gabrielle
Artist's Elftown User Name: [Rowena Calen'loki]
Poem Status: Dueling
Poem Category: To make you think
Poem's Title: Sorrow, a holocaust story
Poem:
sorrow is watching
your family march away
with gravel crunching underfoot
and shining black boots keeping time

sorrow is a number
painted on the surface
and burned underneath
covering a name

sorrow is a fence
entrapping weakened souls
and searching for the sky
through barbed wire claws

sorrow is gazing
into someone else's eyes
and trying to kill your compassion
while soaking in their pain

sorrow is a fevered brow
when you want to sooth the ache
and no cool cloth can be found
so you have to use your sleeve

sorrow is a friendly face
that cannot understand
and walking away with a heavy heart
but nothing in your hands

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Artist's Name:Tara
Artist's Elftown User Name:[MissTricky]
Poem Category: Dark
Poem's Title:
Poem: In my grave
i live in my grave
digging my hole deeper
waiting for the devil to cut open my soul
tear open my heart, drink my blood cold
cradle my heart, in glass gloves open to your soul
cut my flesh, lick the wound, lap my blood
take in my soul
carry me out into my grave
shove me down under as I began to pray
shove over the dirt, cover my face
watche the soil deteriorate my joy
love me tender
for years to come

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Artist's Name: Eric Threlkeld
Artist's Elftown Username: [Zenphinator]
Poem's Category: Sad
Poem's Title: Never Meant To Be

In the begging we both weren't sure.
We slyly showed our own true selves and
when we know the other's secret,
we ourselves are filled with an unboundless
glory, who's happiness is never ending.

After the glory seems to fade, a new feeling
begins to surround our hearts, fills it with
hope and that refuses to release itself.

Soon after this undying love is discovered,
the unforgiving and over-controling worry
of the lion takes over. So powerful that it
pushes you away from the one you would
walk the mile for. So powerful that it's
overwhelming darkness leaves no room for
any light of freedom. So powerful that it alone
is the reason for your demise

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Artist's Name: Casey
Artist's Elftown User Name: [FranklinQRofl]
Poem Category: Love
Poem's Title: Wine Divine
Poem: 14-line English Sonnet

All of the skeptics on this very date
The ones who think they control destiny
Those who don't believe in a thing called fate
All it takes is time until they will see

One day they will pluck from an earthly vine
The fruit for which they have long been waiting
That day they will quoth a glorious wine
Their whole life before invalidating

When they sup that wine divine they will be
For eternity intoxicated
For ever and ever they will but drink
Only the wine for which they were fated

Intoxication of the sweetest kind
They will but find in their own divine wine

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