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Ferret Girl

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  1. A lot of people here rely don't like Zelda.... hmmm.....

     

    Anyways...

     

     

    All Sports related games

    All the Pokémon games (besides stadium)

    World of Warcraft

    League of Legends

    Command and conquer Red Alert 3

    Assassins Creed 3

    Handheld games

    Android / IPhone games

    Donkey Kong country returns

    Wii version of Twilight Princess

    Any Wii games except Skyward Sword and super Mario Galaxy

    Any call of duty after 3

    Battlefield games

    Resident Evil 4, 5, and 6

    All the Mario games on Wii and wiiU (aside from galaxy)

  2. I guess this would fit for the weekly idea.

     

    Petals

     

     

    I stare, astounded, at the white of the petals

    Amassed and radiant, flowing in the wind

    Cast to and fro, to here and there, these petals

    White as the light of day as it ignites the air

    These petals of flowers, strange and magnificent

     

    I stare, in an attempt to comprehend

    By the light which glistens from their white sheen

    And by the graceful arcs of their paths as they fall to the ground

    For even in this, their falling, they show a true color

    And swiftly, yet ever so slowly, touch upon the earth

    Allowing the grace that I contemplated, to be shared

     

    Among the trees and earth which holds them

    These petals of white and air

    Of grace and beauty which is a fondest recollection

    The flowers stand amongst my gaze

     

    -David Favret

     

     

     

  3. Dancing fingers through the grooves of hair

    Feet shuffling left and right in a calming rhythm

    Hands clasping each other, holding one another in a deep embrace

    Following motions as heads rest upon shoulders

    And at the end of every dance, gazing into each other’s eyes

    Knowing that in this deep embrace, two lovers’ hearts are one

     

     

    -David Favret

  4. Can you feel the blood which runs through your hands?

    The tidings of hollowed anxiety and persecution, which make you who you are

    Of father’s rage and mother’s hate, and brothers who will cut off your fingers

    Just to see the blood you feel come splashing down, a spiral grievance of empty love

     

    Enter the sister whose love was a flower, ever so delicate, and ever so pure

    And in your memory, there faired no other to you

    Flowers and blood mountain tops

    Flowing into the river of salts

    And all the while there still she hangs

    A rope from the rafters

    Your hands are still shaking, as your family smiles for you

     

    The dead roam the heavens while we wander meadows and,

    Dumb men will wander off, singing their songs of love

    Stringing along all the hearts of the, malevolent ladies

    All the while they, march to the madness

    Their feet stomping to the ground and,

    Murdering flowers, so that they too can dance with you,

    Up in the heavens

     

    The truth is a miracle, of lies and deceit

    This path is not for you, dear mother, dear father

    Dear brothers of hell again

     

    Dear sister of which I speak,

    Damned for a flower, and killed for a love which rings, true to the passion

     

    -fTaver AVdiD

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  5. Hello and welcome!

     

    We are glad to have you join us. :)

     

    This was the first forum I ever used as well, and it is such a great place. I hope you stay and enjoy your time here.

  6. I suppose I should share here...

     

     

    Disaster shall be your name

     

     

    To walk and find no reason in doing so, perhaps the greatest journey to ever be taken

    A forlorn hope of false intimacy which led you on this forsaken path

    And an all too common knowledge of your emotions which fail to see reason

    Alone and aghast against the perfect repetition of life’s mundane themes

    And all the while, in the eyes of another, you once stood to be a testimony of love

     

    Disaster should be your name, and in the incompetence shall fire be your end

    All you ever found yourself wanting, all in of yourself and the dreams of others

    A crime against melancholy, and observed by an unknown and unkind force

    Such would be the malevolence of your name, of disaster, and your deeds

     

    By all your virtues, where shall you stand?

    As drums shall beat as the marching feet do come

    All the while dare you pace and cry, pouring your heart into empty words

    Lines upon lines, forming visceral meaning and poems of better days

    Unto the eyes of your lover in which you cry but more tears

    And all the while, as you slowly burn in the fire which consumes you,

    Your ashes shall fall and create your final peace, a poem of all ages to contemplate

    And so shall others view this piece, your final testimony to the life you cared to live

    Among the many and few who dare, and among the majority who try

    Between here and there, and unto later days

    By all means in which I know care to write this

    And by all means which emotions do play

    My fire, it does so burn

     

     

    -David Favret

     

     

     

    I wrote this earlier today...

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