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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Jack Frost
Deep inside his frozen halls, jagged spears formed the walls
He had a heart filled with ice, and he wasn’t all too nice
Exiled away from holidays, he spent his days in a craze
Once a year he schemed a plan, to steal the job of the big red Man.
Somewhere far away toys were being made, making him feel so betrayed
The elves built bicycles, so what if he was better at making icicles?
He did not like hot chocolate fudge, for it tasted like dirty sludge
He did not roast chestnuts on an open fire, the song is such a tire
Though he did enjoy nipping at the nose of the many things he froze.
So on Christmas Eve the Red Man spread holly jolly, but it would end in such folly
For his plan was set into motion, to receive his long awaited promotion
Jack knew exactly were he’d be, stuffing presents below the green tree
When Santa came to give his gift, Jack acted quick and swift
Unleashing a torrent of wind and snow, it silenced the night’s “■■ ■■ ■■…”
Santa stood covered in hues of blue, frozen into a crystalline statue.
Jack climbed now to the red sleigh, prepared for a very sneaky getaway
He tried his best not to make a noise, as he placed down the sack of toys
He counted the reindeer and found all eight, then took off before it was too late
Through the sky he crisscrossed, now people from all across would sing Jack Frost
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Winter Flowjam
Once again it’s that time of year
To get the brain thinking and turn the gears
We’ll get into the flow and crown a new winner
Every year we all improve, and the edge grows ever thinner
So get ready and prepare
For the chance to enter if you dare
I wish you the best of luck with your game
And remember it’s not about the fame
But before you go ahead and skip,
I fame to give you a few Flowjam tips
Remember to add a nice thumbnail,
You wouldn’t want your game to fail!
Remember to add some movement particles
They add to the environment, or so I’ve read in an article!
Remember to add some juice with Ease
It’s a winner that will always please!
Remember to pick a name that suits it well,
Something that’s unique and rings a bell!
Focus on making it great big fun,
You don’t want players to quit before the game is done!
Keep things simple and easy to learn,
You don’t want to make the player crash and burn!
Keep your code readable and squeaky clean,
You don’t want your teammates to be mean!
And remember the main overarching theme,
“Unintended Consequences”, so take it to the extreme!
That’s all for now and I wish you luck
Just keep going and don’t get stuck!
Welcome to the 2024 Winter Flowjam!
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Luck*
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Purpose
Is there a reason or a purpose,
To commit treason and join the circus?
Letting your head burst to the seams
Laying in bed, cursed with false dreams
Hearing everything and taking it in
Bearing everything without thoughts of sin
Is there a reason or a purpose
To tell a lie and steal from greed?
Why not let your wings fly at great speed
Why ruin what was given to you
Screw in the bolts growing few
Fix yourself because it’s better for you
Don’t let yourself turn bitter and blue
There is a reason and a purpose
For everything that has been
There is no reason to bring sin
There is no purpose to predict the doom
Not everything is conflict and gloom
At the end of the tunnel there is light
There’s something left to believe in
A reason to do what’s right
And a purpose to still grin
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Something new
I want to write something new, not the same old thing
Something about the morning dew, or flowers of Spring
I need to find more inspiration, not a repeat creation
I don’t like the sad tales I bring to life, I’m just good at digging in the knife
But nothing else comes to mind, besides stories of the wicked and blind
I don’t want to cut the skin, by asking what might have been
Endless times I’ve written of horror and death, but now I’m nearly out of breath
The stories I tell do not show me, stuck in categories of a killing spree
My kindness as person doesn’t show through, with stories of a vile brew
What should I write when working late at night?
Why do I have a talent for the dramatic, or else what I write is static
What you read now is only a fraction of the countless tales in action
A dozen rhymes for no one to see, written solely for me
I wonder what others think, when the page is filled with ink
Histories that only I know, a vision in my mind I won’t show
Hours poured into this, for some small bliss
And what do I do now?
Await applause and take a bow?
For simply writing what’s on my brain,
To create some sort of personal gain?
One last stanza to end it all?
A final rhyme into a wall?
Maybe this is now completed
Not feeling quite as defeated
No, I shall end with a couplet
To finish like a true poet
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Time Machine
Don’t worry it’s not depression, I’m just feeling down
Nothing to do about it, I’m not skipping town.
Oh what it used to be like, to wait for the next day
Now my shoulders are heavy as the memories start to weigh
But it’ll pass, it always seems to go
It’s just that the day seems to pass so slow
If I had a time machine I’d go back in a minute
Remember times that used to be rather than admit it
But I live in the present, so I can’t dwell on the past
Some things in life just weren’t meant to last
Even if you wish it did, doesn’t change the forecast
So I like to remember what used to be and smile
Laughing and singing to good old Harry Styles
And already I feel a little better, lighter in the heart
But I know this isn’t the last time, so again it will start
Wishing I had a time machine, to end all my worrying
To remove all this weight that I’ve been carrying
Before it’s too late and I fall under it all
I wish I could go back again to try another time
I’m digging myself a pit that I don’t know if I can climb
So I wish to go back to when I was still green. If only I had a time machine.
Not part of the poem:
I would please like to note that my poems do not reflect my personal life. So if anyone is wondering if I’m ok, the answer is yes. It’s just a story, it doesn’t have to be real.
What I wrote before this (talking about my writing style) is actually true. I want to write new sorts of poems rather than all these sad tales I create. So I am trying to do more of that as well, but none of them are finished yet.
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Grazer
So if this is where it all begins
I’ll start with the one that started it all
United us to the closest of kin
To code how you wish with no install
The King himself, a mighty trailblazer
With a wit sharper than any razor
A vision as straight as any laser
He is the one and only grazer
Buy a plan instead of a monthly coffee
Get it half-off when you purchase for a year!
Indie is pretty sweet with no hidden fee
Development doesn’t need to have a tear
Get into the Flow and it’s a calm sea
Sailing across without sight of debris
From good old Florida state
Came out something really great
And every winter or summer to come
A Jam is hosted to remove your slum
So is this a decent advertisement?
A showcase of our loyal commitment
A community to help you quickly grow
To solve problems that you don’t know
And for all of this we thank you Ken
I’d give Flowlab a ten-out-of-ten
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I’ll post a sequel to this in the morning, I’m happy with what I have.
Also ig I’ll do this for future poems
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I posted it in the discord 
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Oh ok
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Starting Fresh
Here I am writing something new
Without the rhymes I typically do
Well maybe I won’t exclude it entirely
I do have some rules to keep priorly
Maybe I won’t switch a stanza after four lines
Maybe I can write something decent or fine
But seriously, it won’t rhyme
It’s difficult to do it all the time
I’ve gotten myself into a sticky situation
It’s hard to find a clean continuation
How do I branch off into a tale Autumn
Leave behind this inner dialogue
And notice how I didn’t rhyme?
I’m improving on the flip of a dime
“Branches losing their careful coverings
With a soft breeze like gentle mutterings”
That was sounding so very sweet
That’s going to be hard to beat
Now I need a stanza of six lines
So I’ll extend this three less than nine
Creating a random rhyme to keep your attention
Like a loud proud word to form more tension
Plus another two lines to keep the symmetry
Then I’ll move into four lines for some asymmetry
To tell the truth I’ve written more
And I promise it really wasn’t a bore
But I’ve grow attached to what I have wrote
So I don’t want to send it out to float
It deserves a poem all of its own
So I shall set it high upon a throne
I’ll focus more on a continuous story
Remove all the elements that are too gory
I’ll select each word with diligent care
My poems don’t have a flow and I’m well aware
Each phrase will be crafted to link together
For a tale that will be light as a feather
I worried before that I took too long
But I realize now that I was all wrong
I was writing in haste just to get it done
Not enjoying the process of writing a ton
I wanted the emotion to feel raw
So I barely edited what you saw
But it honestly didn’t feel raw at all
Like unfinished art hung on the wall
There were moments where I liked what I wrote
It felt like there was a voice within this throat
So for that I am thankful to my haste
I just regret what felt like copy and paste
I’ve already written for too long so I will soon go
Even if that means writing so slow
I’m happy with my decision to go this road
Goodbye and thank you for reading, what I’ve written here was honest and flowed.
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That was really good!!!!!!
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Flowlab Valentine
“When you’re In-View
Words to say I love you are too few
To List the ways would take too long
It’s like an Always, by definition lifelong
I love you
You Emit an air of love
Spawned of our connection
I’ve grown quite Attached to you
Forever in my heart, so to say it is overdue
I love you
Constantly you’re like a good bug
I’m always searching for you dear
We’re a Physics Joint, nice and snug
I’m a Proximity, I Always want you near
I love you”
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I had to resist the urge to replay to this post with this gif
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The man himself with a dual crown
It seems like he runs this town
Of course you know who I’m talking about
The mockingjay are oh one of a kind
But if you still haven’t figured it out
I guess you must just be blind
I’ve quite literally spelled it out for you
So don’t complain and say the clues are too few
Through planets his reach will orbit forever
In caves so deep his view will endeavor
What he does may seem like sorcery to some
Even he cannot escape the rewind to come
Need an example and he has you covered
Always finding something to be discovered
So you may think he’s ranked number one
Just because of a game jam he won
But I’d say there are other reasons
Even if he happens to win every season
He and I are quite alike, or so I think
Helping and giving with a nod and wink
I heard he went to church to give a confession
They asked what was wrong and he named an Expression
Confusion riddled the priest’s face
And in response he said “Only API could match my pace"
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