Samuria. A poem I made today.

[Tybalt]

Turn

Long straight they are. Our very souls forged to steel.
His like mine, mine like his.
The dance is slow that moves in a circle at first and then back and forth.
1! 2! 3! 4--------- 1! 2! 3! 4----------
Our katanas kiss in the morning.
What are we fighting for? His steel is just like mine.
1! 2! 3! 4--------- 1! 2! 3! 4----------
Our katanas kiss in the morning.
There is no point when he stabs me. There is no point, I see nothing but a cherry blossom... The cherry blossom! They are perfect!
That is the point.
Not to be perfect, but to grow into perfection. Such as the cherry blossom we are.
Each day we practice, him and I. I remember even now.
1, 2, 3, 4----- 1, 2! 1, 2! 1, 2, 3, 4------- TURN!
Beautiful she was, gone she is. I dance, she dance, we both dance. We both love. 1, 2! He dance. 1, 2 TURN! She dies. 1, 2! 1, 2! 1, 2, 4------- We now dance.
Him for perfection. 3, 4---- Blades kiss. I for her beauty. 5, SLICE!
We both are discipline for our own cherry blossoms.

[Petling]

Niiice Tybalt. Love it.

[Tybalt]

Thank you... And now for a poem that strikes fear in my freakin heart!

... This was made by a very Sadestic Fairy.

The way you breath on me, it'z like a
Rush on pure indulgence, THE WAY you try
and thrust me away makes me want you more
ALL THE TIME, WHEN you Touch my hot/bothered body,
I want to scream your undefying NAME/DONT give a damn
who hears me! Your Love is all I can ask for... Yet you won't give it to me...
Your gray eyes are a sparkle in THE FUTURE WAiTInG to happen.
AND the WAY you struggle is just the start.
When the time comes, and you give in to who you belong to...
It will be like a breath of fresh AIR.
A fairy that out does a dragon is the story that is being told,
I Love you so much Tybalt, the feelings you cause, bite me, I'll beg you.

-SF


... Uh... Yeah, she speaks of me like my torture is some farking drug!

[Sick_Angel13]

First one was magnificent, on my opinion the best one so far!

SK's sort of... nice... I say the poem is good but I see and sense pure addiction in those words. If it was for me I think It's .... creepy. Heck, I'm being modest when I say creepy, it's more than that. It sounds as if written by a stalker, chasing who doesn't want her.

[Tybalt]

Second one does need some work, and the grammar is exactly as it is in the letter, to every capital and lowercase.

[Petling]

Dang, she really has the hots for you, doesn't she?

[Tybalt]

Well that depends, am I still running?

*Looks at rapid moving feet.*

YES!

I'm just glad I can finally eat, the lady was farking with my food so I couldn't eat, she was trying to release some thing I think.

[Sick_Angel13]

She was messing with... your food....? Getting into a man's heart is by the stomach, but not by starving! You poor thing

[Tybalt]

Poor thing!? Thats the least of it.

Starved, chained. Black and blue.

Yes, I enjoy two of those things, but I just can't describe the extreme I was put through. I can still hear that sadestic lady laughing! Oh my god, its like a innocent child, or a doll, or just, ITS A F*CKING NIGHTMARE!!!

[Petling]

Calm down, you're right. We can't imagine what she put you through. Now just get a knife, & the next time she comes near you, scar her pretty face up, that'll teach her a lesson.

[Tybalt]

Not much for knives, much less for hurting women, sorry. Besides, it wouldn't be nice of me to do that, some thing tells me I'm going for round two though in a different way now that I am fully fed and rested.

Its a entire different story when I am in the dark and my hands are un-tied...

Or it might just be better to keep running...

Wow... I can't believe some one has put that on my mind, I'm hitting that round two!

[Petling]

Hope you wont be so traumatized this time.

[Moloch]

My personal advice, Tybalt, though unrequested, keep running. This girl sounds like she is messed up in the head in a dangerous way. Unfortunately, you're the focus of her delusion.

[Tybalt]

My personal advice, Tybalt, though unrequested, keep running. This girl sounds like she is messed up in the head in a dangerous way. Unfortunately, you're the focus of her delusion.

... Wait a second... Your telling me to run away... Out of all the people to tell me to run away your the one...
I don't understand.

Just out of cureosity, when you start thinking I should run away?

[Moloch]

Ummm, let's see - I come from a family of dangerous mentally screwed up people, I work with more of the same, and I am one myself. So I kind of recognize the traits.