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Another poem based on friendship and what it leaves behind

I wrote this when my best friend when to uni

Painting pain in patient parlour, Fighting fright and fantasy in fearsome focus, Whispering wishes weathered yet wild, Tempting truth in torments..

31/08/08 Something I wrote for my parents

Just a little something to lent my frustration after having writers block for a full week!

Thunderclap SMACK! In the face Terror race For the states All creeds beware Going places? Nowhere Cry in the night Weathered heights Falle..

Path lit dreams fill the eternity of hopeful minds, They attempt with inner strength to anti-jinx their luck, Battened jokes of the history book..

Reaping tower lay dormant in ageing wind, History locked in trampled stone, Earth pulls at its foundations, Willing in not so high, Pleadi..

Mara knew deep down that there was something very unusual afoot. For what manner of door glowed golden light from its borders, it�s iron b..

(First draft)