Mortal Enemies
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Dance and weave
taunt and deceive.
Escape the serpent's coils.
Never stop, never hesitate.
Or the king will have you as his spoil.
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Scream and cry
hiss and fly.
The second you pause
is the second you die.
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Lead the...
Cobra, Death, Fighting, Mongoose, Poem, Serpent, Snake, enemies
Check a box.
Boy? Or Girl?
You can't have both.
Just pick one or we'll
pick it for you.
Don't forget to play the
part. Dress appropriately.
Boys don't wear skirts.
Girl changes your outfits.
Cut your hair shorter you
look like a girl.
Grow...
Boy, Gender, Girl, Poem, Poetry, Stereotypes
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I read a book once
when I was a little girl.
A group of teenagers
were chosen to go around
the world and pick out
the best qualities of humanity.
They had to find those who
were kind, merciful, honest,
creative, patient, loving.
They...
Aliens, Humans, Poem, Poetry, War, outer space
A city made up of gears.
Small ones that could fit
in your palm. Large ones
that stand as large as
towering skyscrapers.
There are no buildings
or homes here. At least
not the kind that you would
be thinking of.
Gear driven machines
tangle...
City, Fantasy, Machines, Mechs, Poem, Poetry, Science Fiction, Steampunk, gears
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Broken down.
Broken apart.
Broken in ways I
didn't even know where
possible for a person
to break.
Shattered into a
thousand nice little
pieces all of them
fine and razor sharp.
Black and blue eyes
to go along with a black
and blue...
Poem, Poetry
* * *
What is it that defines
a best friend? What
separates them and sets
them apart from all of the
other people who have
entered and left our lives?
Why are we drawn to them
and why do we hold onto
them while letting others
drift in and out...
Best Friends, Poem, Poetry
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Angry.
Irritated.
Fed up.
Sick and tired.
ENOUGH.
You try and try
to follow directions for
something that seems
so simple to others only
to end up with dead ends
and useless rewards.
Around and around in circles
wracking your brain...
Anger, Frustration, Irritation, Poem, Poetry, video game
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We are who we choose
to be. At least that's
what we believe while
we are alive.
But after we are dead
and gone how will
we be remembered?
When others tell the
story of our lives will we
be the hero we imagined
ourselves to be?
Or the...
Death, Poem, Poetry
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It seems to me that
people have such a
love hate relationship
with labels.
We love them.
We hate them.
We get angry when
people don't use them.
We get angry when
people do use them.
We get upset when they
are used incorrectly.
We...
Gender, Identity, Poem, Poetry, labels
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Beware the Jade Emperor
sitting upon his golden throne.
Do not be fooled by his
detachment or his disinterest.
Nothing gets past the celestial
dragon. Ruler of the empire.
Nothing escapes his notice
or passes by unobserved.
Mock his...
China, Dragon, Emperor, Poem, Poetry
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I've always envied
those who felt at home
in their own bodies.
Those who were proud
of themselves and had
no doubts that they were
exactly who they were
supposed to be.
Those who had no doubts
about where they stood
when it came to the...
Boy, Gender, Girl, Poem, Poetry, feminine, masculine
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And endless expanse
of ever shifting sands.
A wasteland that tests
the endurance of even
the mightiest warriors.
Great sand dunes that
stretch up into the sky
like great mountains
marking the way for
those foolish enough
to wander the...
Desert, Dinosaur, Dragon, Poem, Poetry, empire