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I actually came up with this while I was in detention... any tips would be nice.
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Poem version of the story
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Haiku
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Every night and morning, there Is a surprise,
A sunset, a sun rise.
A piece of art, painting the cloud,
Angels sit upon them, looking so proud.
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Free Verse
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Still practicing haikus :/
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Haiku, getting. Better. I hope ;-;
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Why does the worst happen to the best?
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Yep. The title explains it.
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Distance is so bitter,
You think it as none.
The love so sweet,
It never is done.
For neither a vast void,
Nor a wide trench,
Could keep it ..
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