Only allowed to ping 10 people in a single post.
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Please stop pinging me now it is too much also i like your poems ill just come to this topic myself now
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sounds a little better
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I may not post a poem today/or the next few days because I really want to focus more on a project I’m working on, as well as some stuff I want to do for Alpaca Raceway. Thank you everyone for enjoying these poems.
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i’ve heard of alpaca raceway but never played it
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Understandable, have a great game development
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So I wrote a poem today because I got bored and it turned out really nicely. It’s been a while so I’m not sure who would want to be pinged by this.
I’m going to post it tomorrow morning so if you want to see it you know where to find it 
Have a good day/night
- Ping me for your work of art
- Glad you’re writing again, I don’t want to be pinged, but I may still look at it
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I’ll also try to make a poem weekly (or more often) because I honestly enjoy writing these, but I also seem to run out of time or forget about it.
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I may? More like I will.
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Based and “I don’t need pings to immediately read a topic” pilled
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For me
Smile for me, just for a little while
It makes me feel safe and calm
Say a word for me, even a whisper
It makes me smile and warms my heart
Laugh for me, even just a chuckle
It makes my day and night
Dance for me, even just a step
It makes me want to dance and live for you
Give a kiss for me, even to someone else
It makes me happy to see you happy
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that was great!
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Rem Death Note be like (great poem btw)
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View from above
I’m sorry if the world became something it shouldn’t
I’m sorry if you’re cold floating in endless space
I’m sorry if time is frozen, I tried to make it move but couldn’t
I’m sorry if the universe feels stuck in place
I regret you didn’t tell me something sooner
Instead I overstayed my welcome into the lunar
I would have left you alone in peace
Instead I disrupted when I should have released
It’s really not as bad as I make it seem
I’m over exaggerating to tell a theme
Just know I was trying to help too
And I’ll never say a word that is not true.
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Dying World
I feel hollow like a shell
But I hope you’re doing well
You see happier than before
Just wish I could have done more.
I wonder if I burned this bridge
Now that I walk down it alone
I strayed too close to the ridge
Now I’ve fallen and am on my own.
The world may end today
So enjoy all of yesterday
Maybe there’s a future tomorrow
Of a world without sorrow
And maybe there’s a version of this
Where everything didn’t go amiss.
I just hope this isn’t the end
I just hope there’s a world left to mend.
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is this about ur crush…
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Huh? No not at all lol, I wrote something similar before in like 2018(?) before and decided to finish it
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You wanted to fight in the army
To join in the fray
To bring the world harmony
In a game you shouldn’t play
You hold weapons of death
To bring the end of someone’s breath
To kill when there’s no reset
In a game where it isn’t preset
To devour another’s life
All for glory and strife
It’s pitiful and pathetic
There’s nothing about it that’s poetic
You can try and justify the dead
To all the damaged in the head
But they won’t accept the ones lost
It just wasn’t worth the cost
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Currently trying to write some classic sounding Christmas poems 
!!!
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Christmas Cat
Singing inspired all to carol
All but a lone thing that was feral,
It sat on an old rugged mat
For this is the story of the Christmas Cat.
It was a time to be merry
Except for this thing that was hairy.
People throughout were happy and jolly,
All but this sad cat that was treated with folly
It had no home,
It was all alone
It’s fur needed a comb,
Though it was bare to the bone.
Then one night on Christmas Eve
It truly was a time to believe.
For strolling down the streets of Britain
Was a small black little kitten,
And a large man dressed in red
Was riding on a great big sled.
He rode along with the sound of bells
Wishing London his final farewells
But on his way out of town
He saw this cat looking down
It was hungry and cold
It truly was a site to behold.
So with his heart of pure gold,
He placed this kitten inside his coat fold.
It rested there safe and warm
Even through the winter storm.
They arrived to the North Pole
Where this kitten ate from a great bowl
It fed like this for the rest of its nights
Playing in the bright Christmas lights.
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