Some poems for you

D'aw, now you're making me cry, dammit! Regret has to be one of the most awesome poems by you I've ever read.

(BTW, Emmet, go check your profile, I think things are sorted out now.)

 

Yeah, it sorted itself out for YOU. I'm still all weird.

By the way, Jase, nice poem. I bet Marina has it pinned up somewhere when you two get mad so she can look at it and immediately feel better.

 

Huh. Well, just keep waiting...

Aw, shucks. Thanks, guys.

 

Thanks.

Well, I'ma head for bed. I'm getting sleepy, and I just know falling asleep at the keyboard would mean getting water dumped on my face.

 

'Kay, night man.

(Wolfie's still not giving you a break, huh?)
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EDIT: Here's a poem for you guys that I dug up. I wrote this one SEVEN YEARS AGO!!! So, it's pretty old. And here it is:

Dreamer
The mind,
The very tool
Our body needs
To live;
A wondrous creation
With an even more wondrous ability:
Dreams

The dreams we dream,
They all seem so confusing,
A drug-induced coma
With mind-numbing aftereffects,
Making us see
What we would never witness in our very lives

The wings of an Eagle,
The howl of the wolf,
Even the whisper of the wind
Seem to be entities of human descent
In our very minds,
Each speaking to us in turn:
"Who are you?" "Why are you here?"
"Are you friend or foe?"

They are never impolite,
Never hostile,
Never scared;
Always welcoming,
Always mysterious,
As if we are welcome,
But in a foreboding way;

There is no fashion of explanation
For these vivid images
Produced by the mind
In a restful state;
We may say it's insanity,
Chemicals mixing wrong,
Alcohol effects,
But I believe it is none of those;

I believe,
That we are all dreamers.

"Dreamer", written SEVEN YEARS AGO!!! For an English class where we were tasked to write something with an interesting mental image. I didn't get the best score, but hey, I'm not pissy about getting second place. Even last place doesn't bug me. So long as people enjoyed it, right?

 

Oooooh, me liiiiiiikeeeeeyyyy...

But seriously? Seven years ago? What the F*CK were you DOING?!

 

Drinkin' beer and eating Nyquil. What the hell were YOU doing?

 

He was playing P.U.R.E. like the junkie he is.

 

Oh yeah... I was there with him, I think...