I've had to do poems in class for a few weeks now. This is the one I like best.
"The Eternal Fight of Darkness and Light"
By the light of the moon, in the middle of the night
A pair of swords clash in an endless fight
Every swing brought forth more pain
Every slash made a new bloodstain
Though the swords were looking poor
They were cursed to fight forevermore
Their masters, no longer in human form
Had fighting spirit beyond the norm
Trapped forever in an endless fight
Two swords clash in the middle of the night.
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The little things and how they matter...
this is where you'll probably find the nonsense from the guy with his head in the clouds...
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The sword I wield is not one of steel... it is forged from guts and courage, polished with honor, valor, and bravery, and sharpened with wit and knowledge.
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