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MD's Poetry

Music Dragon

Music Dragon

Doosic Maggon
Pronoun
she
Chen, the Music Dragon

Chen, the Music Dragon
Lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist
In a land called Honah Lee.

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The World's Finest Discovery

Today, the world's finest discovery
was made.
If you eat your heart out too much
you die.
Eventually the blood loss and pain
kill you.
It is a very interesting discovery
I think.

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Gavin DeGraw Wants Meat

I don't want to eat anything other than what I've been tryin' to eat lately
All I have to do is think of meat and have peace of mind
I'm tired of looking 'round rooms wondering what I gotta do
Or what I'm supposed to eat
I don't want to eat anything other than meat

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Ode to Jess Ultracoffee

Dear Jess Ultracoffee,
You have grown on me
Like a fungus grows
On me too.

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Oh, yes, it certainly is true - any kind of old nonsense is poetry if you make it so!
 
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And that wasn't sarcasm either, these are very beautiful.

...I would hate to have a fungus growing on me though...
 
Dear Jess Ultracoffee,
You have grown on me
Like a fungus grows
On me too.
Click to expand...

=D Yay, fungus!

D'aww. You've grown on me too.
 
Chokehold

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HOLD

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A Silent Reflection

Why don't you reflect on that?
It would certainly do you good
To reflect.
And maybe ask yourself,
"Why does this happen to you?
Do you deserve it?"
And you will find
That maybe you can agree with me
That things happen for a reason.

Bump Into Things

I bump into doors a lot
I bump into lamps a lot
I bumped into a strange, cone-shaped liquid container that used to hold some Coke.
At least, that's what I tell people.
The truth is very different.

Continuum

I never thought that this would happen to us but it did oh it did and what are we going to do now we can never restore ourselves to our former glory but we have to do something right? right so we keep trying and trying over and over again and we seem to fail a lot but it doesn't matter because nothing matters anymore only these countless pointless attempts and desperate cries for attention and what did you call it again? i forgot.
 
I like Continuum the best. It has that stream of consciousness feel to it and I like it.
 
The Beijing Olympics

We won. We
lost. We won. We
lost. We lost. We
won. We won. We
lost. Finally we
quit. Because we
decided that it was
not worth
our
time.

Gl & Pi

Oh, glass of water and yellow pills!
How you make my day,
And sit with me on the ocean's shore
And watch the sun set.
Together we have had lovely times,
And we have fought off monsters in the dark.
Truly nothing compares 2 u guys.

Getting Old

A joke got old
And the man who invented the joke is already dead.
Nobody laughs at the joke any more.
It got old.
But deep down inside, people still like the joke
Because they remember the good old times they had with the joke
And they wish the joke could make them laugh again, like they did before,
But the joke got old.
It got old.
 
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Cold

I'm cold.
But not the cold kind of cold.
It's not shivering me.
It's not a chilling winter night's cold, that freezes you to death.
It's... the warm kind of cold.
It's the kind of cold that envelops you like a dark blanket and keeps you warm and cold and cozy.
I'm cold in a good way.
 
er the only word(s) I can think of to describe this thread is "awesome". I uh... it's great. Keep making these. They're pretty much the best poems I've ever read.
 
Dreaming Sweet Furret Dreams

This night I had the sweetest dream
Furret was in it.
He held me tight and he was warm
But then I woke up.
Maybe tomorrow I'll dream another sweet Furret dream.

A Swedish Poem

Varför lämnade du mig?
Du borde komma tillbaka till mig.
Jag vet att du vill det, egentligen.
Du sa det.
I mitt huvud.
Det är ingen fara.
Jag tänker inte skada dig!
Inte mycket.
Bara så mycket som du förtjänar.
Men det är okej.

Inspired by a Black Rider

"Today I ripped my various appendages off."
"They will fetch a fine penny on the black market, haw haw!"​
"I'm not selling them."
"Oh? Why not?"​
"They're a gift for my beloved. She always liked my various ripped-off appendages."
"Will she really love you if you have no arms or legs?"​
"The only appendage I need is my heart, which sprouts from my tongue like an enormous boil."
"That's repulsive."​
"My heart may be repulsive and full of nasty goo, but it is my heart, and it belongs to her."


An Experiment

Long sentence is long sentence is long sentence is long sentence is long sentence
is long sentence is long sentence is long sentence​
is long sentence is long sentence is long sentence is long sentence is long sentence is​

Does the long sentence sound strange to you now?
 
I'm Always Watching You

I went to

YOUR

dream once
And now it's time for you
to go to

MY

dream. I'll show you everything.
This is where I keep my fingernails
after I cut them off...
I saved them in case you wanted to see them.
Do you remember that time when I gave you

MY

black rose and you didn't like it
so I stole

YOUR

red rose and brought it into my dream
and placed it in a jar and stored it
together with the fingernails?

In this universe there is only one truth:
Roses and fingernails go together.
 
Delays Always Expected

One day I felt like getting run over by a train.
So I went to the railway station...
But then they told me that all trains had been cancelled
Because there had been an accident.
Someone had been run over by a train.
I went home.
 
Amoral, Unfeeling People

Say what you want of psychopaths,
but they're pretty charming people.

Gene... Hackman

Guess what?
I've got a fever...
and the only prescription...
is MORE COWBELL
 
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"Ten Speed" by Coheed and Cambria

I can feel it in the way your blood and heart beats
(Body's cold and it thinks that I'm already gone)
Or is it in the way your body moves
(I'd like to tell you that I think that you are a remote)
The words I drag out from your mouth's bee
(Listen up, whoa, listen up, whoa)
In her vision I have build in countless years
(No evil in leaving their bodies at home...)
 
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