Lightning-Dono: Welcome to my new stupid poem! (Poems aren't my thing lately.) So, let me see how many of you will enjoy this awful poem about Cliff! xD
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.It was like any other day
.That I was walking
.There were other people
.But they paid no attention
.To the rags I wore
.To the hawk that I had pledged my life to
.We were ignored
--
.When we stumbled across a new town
.We were ecstatic
.I wanted to rebuild my life
.With those invisible bricks I never had
.With the plaster and sandpaper that were never there
.But one by one my dreams fell into a dark void
.No one needed me and no one wanted my help
--
.Those friendly eyes told lies
.Those smiles hid the vile feelings
.The trust that had once been there was gone
.Evil soon replaced the name of the town
.That putrid place
.I had worked so hard
.Only to result in being rejected
--
.No one stopped me from leaving
.After years of being a vagabond
.I thought I had found my place
.I felt that I deserved better
.Being the friendly soul that those people weren't
.I supposed I wasn't good enough to be 'them'
.So once again I left to find a new horizon
--
.When I found a place to stay atlast
.It was like heaven
.But then my hawk died
.The sadness lives on deep inside the wells of my heart
.But the past won't determine my future
.I chose to become strong as ever
.Only to feel again that I wasn't needed
--
.But now I had a pastor to confide my feelings to
.A young girl to lean on
.People who love me for who I am
.A job
.A home
.A life
.And the only thing missing is my dear hawk
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Yes, there was a sample of my poetry. Kind of. I don't usually base a lot of my poetry on anything, but Cliff is a really special person, so you know how it is. ;
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.It was like any other day
.That I was walking
.There were other people
.But they paid no attention
.To the rags I wore
.To the hawk that I had pledged my life to
.We were ignored
--
.When we stumbled across a new town
.We were ecstatic
.I wanted to rebuild my life
.With those invisible bricks I never had
.With the plaster and sandpaper that were never there
.But one by one my dreams fell into a dark void
.No one needed me and no one wanted my help
--
.Those friendly eyes told lies
.Those smiles hid the vile feelings
.The trust that had once been there was gone
.Evil soon replaced the name of the town
.That putrid place
.I had worked so hard
.Only to result in being rejected
--
.No one stopped me from leaving
.After years of being a vagabond
.I thought I had found my place
.I felt that I deserved better
.Being the friendly soul that those people weren't
.I supposed I wasn't good enough to be 'them'
.So once again I left to find a new horizon
--
.When I found a place to stay atlast
.It was like heaven
.But then my hawk died
.The sadness lives on deep inside the wells of my heart
.But the past won't determine my future
.I chose to become strong as ever
.Only to feel again that I wasn't needed
--
.But now I had a pastor to confide my feelings to
.A young girl to lean on
.People who love me for who I am
.A job
.A home
.A life
.And the only thing missing is my dear hawk
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Yes, there was a sample of my poetry. Kind of. I don't usually base a lot of my poetry on anything, but Cliff is a really special person, so you know how it is. ;
