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Chris Jan 2020
Upon the hill
I see the light glow
A place of happiness
That I'll never know
Chris Jan 2020
Busting my back
Breaking my bones
Helping the pack
Holding their stones.

Workhorse will try
Workhorse won't budge
It's time's gone by
I'll be the judge
I just thought it sounded nice.
Chris Dec 2019
A song should start on the root.
In the middle should be a 5.
And end on a jump to 8.

But I choose 7.
I read a short poem and this popped into my mind.
Let me know what you think.
Enjoy.
Chris Dec 2019
What happened to you?
Why are you broken?
Would you like some help?
Should I leave you be?

Are you shattered too?
Have you awoken?
Tell me how you felt.
Tell me what you see.

I am your family
So you can trust me
There's no need to leave

I'm your biggest fan
I'm what you're to be
My heart's on my sleeve.

At last, you've joined
Another day spent.

Now you're one of us.
It's where you must've went.

But now, you are gone

And now I'm content.
Thought I'd try a poem where it shrinks and shrinks.
Let me know what you think and if you'd like to see more.
Enjoy.
Chris Dec 2019
Liquid courage slides down my gullet
To approach her from across the room.

Told myself that she was full of it
A habit spelling my certain doom.

One deep breath intakes the fun-to-be
Helps me push away my deepest fears.

I can feel the music about me
Finally fitting in with my peers.

Spinning my good friend, I find a match
Taller than I, but nothing like her.

Hot and heavy moving past her patch
Finish within the time I assure.

Up a level, the party begins
My first winter storm left me burning.

Now it's really boiling up within
Up my nostrils, I feel it churning.

The yellow cannonball firing far
At last, I can be with the great stars
Give me your feedback and what you think this is.
(this one would probably have been better titled Sancho's Party Foul)
Enjoy.
Chris Dec 2019
To escape is to see.
To sea is to drown.
To drown is to end.
To end this long abuse.
If you wanna know the meaning behind this one dm me. Enjoy.
Chris Nov 2019
There's nothing left
You can't escape
There's only death
Accept your fate.
I'm writing poems and riddles for my D&D campaign.
Enjoy.
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