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Unused Quill Nov 2015
Once upon a time,
Is how this story shall start.
There lived a mermaid princess,
That captured this mans heart.

Her hair was of purple,
And then changed to a shade of blue.
This was the mans favorite color,
I assure you that is true.

Their first true sign of affection,
Begun with a playful kiss.
In the centre of the universe,
Quite impossible to miss.

He absolutely loved her hair,
And her gorgeously starry eyes.
The color of the ocean - blue,
So naturally no surprise.

One day whilst talking,
About unicorns and magic.
He told her that life before,
Was miserable and tragic.

And gave to her his heart,
Confessed that the rumors were indeed true.
He was the man and her the mermaid princess,
And told her "I love you".
A quick poem I wrote about the most lovely Mermaid Princess in the world.

I don't know if she'll ever truly understand how much I adore her, and am so happy to be with her.

To SS from JG - you're such a special girl.
Unused Quill Sep 2014
The club was alive and beating,
The hustle and bustle of youth fleeting.
And who do my eyes fall upon once more,
The girl of old, the one I called a *****.

Hair styled and as always well dressed,
I walked around - everybody always impressed.
And when we stood mere arms length apart,
I ignored her - the girl who tried to break my heart.

Oh foolish and misguided witch,
Your spells have no effect - you're a washed up *****.
And as you stood there stunned and charmed,
I knew the war was over - I won totally unharmed.
I saw an ex of mine the other night at a club and decided to do what justice I could to the way in which our paths crossed once more.
Unused Quill Jul 2014
The Tyger that was burning bright,
Came down to seek an opponent to fight.
When he stumbled across a grassy field,
In order to see what opponents it would yield.

After hours of searching he found a little lamb,
Not quite the opponent that was part of his plan.
He challenged the innocent lamb to battle,
After all Tyger had defeated large great cattle.

The lamb got up and said this was a mistake,
We were both created by old William Blake.
To fight you would be to fight my brother,
I suggest peace and love for one another.

And so something strange happened that day,
Two different songs came together in a way.
One of Innocence and Experience,
A new song born from both - Existence.
An Ode to Blake
Unused Quill Jul 2014
Look outside and check the sky,
It's full of clouds - I wonder why.
The news said it was sunny all week,
Not a word of these clouds in which I speak.

Just when I thought all hope was lost,
A gale force wind came at no extra cost!
Pockets of clouds begun to go away,
Oh thank you wind you've saved the day!

The weatherman was right or so it seems,
As I gaze out towards the sunbeams.
Such beauty brought to these eyes of mine,
For where I live - it rains sunshine all the time.
Unused Quill May 2014
Get up,
Eat.
Go out,
Eat.
Come home,
Eat.
**Repeat
Unused Quill May 2014
I cannot tell a lie,
I will not tell a lie.
Oh that last one was a lie.

One exception does exist,
One that supersedes my morals.
One that come that moment I shall not resist.

If a person of whom I hold dearly,
Lay before me on their deathbed.
And was by deaths arms ever so nearly.

I would lie.

I would tell the greatest lie of all,
It will be ok,
Heaven exists,
You're doing great,
A bad person? No you're a saint!

And as their final moment is nearing,
I will stick to this lie.
As the time approaches with death being what they are fearing,
I will lie.

And it will be the most genuine and sincere lie ever told,
The one lie that will never get old.

That's the truth...
I  hate lies and dishonesty, the closest i come to lying is when making a joke.

As such I have always wondered when, if ever, it's ok to lie.

My conclusion was that should someone I love or care for dearly were to be on their deathbed, if a lie would bring them comfort, I would do so.

Is that still a justifiable reason or time to lie? I believe so clearly however that is my opinion and such a thing is debatable. Ideally one should never lie but that would be the one time I will concede my morals and ethics and tell a lie.
Unused Quill May 2014
I live to love,
I love to live,
I am.
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