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Thursday, April 1, 2004


Memories
Flashes of light bullets whizzing by no longer caring if I die
Honor leading me through the days of hell
Making hope seem vain
Forever these memories will live in me
Driving me further insane
The angel of death has come and gone
Leaving me on earth to suffer for what I did
These memories will haunt me as long as I live.

*NOTE* My poem dont steal. Bad things will happen if you do.

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Rents and raves of a madman
At the moment I really cant think of any poems to write, so I'll just write stuff running through my head at the moment. Im in my C.A.D. class right now not buliding the garage that Im suppose to do. I really dont know what to think about anything anymore, theres thing that Im about to snap about, but I know there over pointless things. Im having writers block towards my stories Im writing and thats driving me nuts, I had tons of ideas over spring break, but did I write them down like I should of? No, I goofed off too much. To whoever is reading this Im sorry about this post but Im bored and I guess from not sleeping well for the past three weeks Im not in a right state of mind. I feel sorry for a friend of mine, his father is being sent to Iraq for two months. Well Im going to get back to work, so I post again sometime today. Until then later everyone.

-Wulf

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Tuesday, March 23, 2004


The Dream Realm
One from the realm of dreams
The other without a past
Their distiny here at last
Their diffrences aside with love at hand
The question now will both live to see the end?


*Note:* This poem is from a story Im writing and I thought I'd post it up since I havent written anything in a while.

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Tuesday, March 16, 2004


Reflections
She waits night and day
Always smiling, always hoping
Her love for him unbreakable
Dying of uncureable disease
She still waits night and day
Keeping her promise
Summer has past, fall is soon to fallow
With his dying breath he returns
His atonment finally paid
In each others arms they leave this world
The sun is now setting as the cherry blossoms fall.

*NOTE*: I had just watch Samurai X Reflections when I wrote this poem it is based off the movie. I hope everyone enjoys this one. and as always, my poem, dont steal it. :P

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Monday, March 8, 2004


The sun will rise again
A sword lay next to a fallen warror
The blade glows from the moonlight
A village rests in peace for the night
He will rest forever
The moon falls behind the trees
A woman stands by a door and watches the sun rise
Hope in her heart hidding the rising doubt
The warror is buried the sword his headstone
The woman moves on a part of her has died
The moon shines behind a layer of clouds
Another day comes to an end
Hours shall pass and the sun will rise again.

*Again* My poem, if you wish to use it, tell me frist.

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Sunday, February 29, 2004


Wandering Aimlessly
Following an unknown path.
The flowers have yet to bloom.
A bloody past left behind.
His tears hidden by fake smiles.
Haunted by memories of death.
Still aimlessly he wanders.
Searching for himself.
Guilt consuming his soul.
His mind full of endless questions.
Why did he fight, why did he kill?
His heart was not that of a warror's.
The heart of a child rest inside his chest.
His sword is clean of blood yet his mind is stained forever.
The smell of a new morning in the air.
And still he wanders aimlessly.


*Again* This is my poem, dont let me find out you have copied it without my premission.

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Tuesday, February 24, 2004


A Nameless Thought
Cherry blossms flow through the wind
He takes the blade from its sheath
As opposing blades meet
The sun rises from its evening slumber
Swords clashing louder than thunder
Insanity has consumed them both
Nethier have fear so nethier have hope
Again their blades meet louder than before
To protect the innocent is what these blades had been forged for
Both have scars of body and mind
Their souls are lost deep within
Will they every find themselves again?

*Note* This is my poem, if I find out that anyone has stolen it, something bad will happen to that unlucky soul.


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Wednesday, February 18, 2004


   Hello
Hi, thank you for checking out my site. Im sorry to say at the moment that Im compeletly lost and it will be a while before this sie is actual up . But please sign my guest book.

Later,
Wulf

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