09.09.2019 - 12:48
The solyrians crept amongst the night, dark and foreboding Our guardian angel wept A lone man, a knight, stark and hallowing Rode amongst the ways crucifying the inept "There he is! Run!" exclaimed a quivering Waffel "Oh lord have mercy!" proclaimed a wavering Acquiesce Fore the man in silken shroud and shining hide rode betwixt the dark that night Harbinger of those who would kowtow to degeneracy and discord Fore this man bore a servitude to virtue, he wore a sigil of camaraderie He and his thought scoured the alleyways picking at that heaps of inadequacy Scrapping and scavenging the darkest plagues of society as his morsels For the world knew his true strength, welfare, and desire to be hard They knew that his word and his swing would reign true Fore he was a long knight, stark and hallowing Questing evermore in search of folly and credence An earnest mind lashing true the word he followed Vanquishing the insane and the irrational with fear Corroding those whom would have spoken otherwise with laughter and anger Fore he was the lone knight, stark and hallowing Atop him a flickering bucket of war Before him a shimmering mob galore The welfare of the righteous be his quest The gaze of his mercy be his rest Unleashed upon him be the whimpers of the lesser, Unleashed upon them would be his wrath. Fore he was the lone knight, stricken and hollowing.
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09.09.2019 - 14:58
I hope he sends you his stories everytime he writes art so they dont get lost 4ever when mods delete them.
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09.09.2019 - 16:40
I keep them in a little black book hidden in the crawlspace.
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09.09.2019 - 20:21
think garde is gay
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09.09.2019 - 20:50
damn you discovered my secret
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09.09.2019 - 22:27
A gaze trembling Chilled to bone Spirit resembling A beast once known This mystic brute This wretched creature Diseased at root No noble feature Parched for soy (That sterling potion) Deprived of joy He writhes in motion A false knight Soylyrian slain A gentle promise Peace again
---- The church is near, but the road is icy... the bar is far away, but I will walk carefully...
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10.09.2019 - 06:29
Today i woke up i looked away It was shinning but it wasnt day It was the one the warrior who will prevail his name unknown to all but them who lived the days of the fight when the soy had no might when the beast was awake Its Unleashed , no way Today has come the day to fight for all the years he was retired today has come the battle of slain No more soy will prevail Today is our chance to throw them away unite fighters dont let them espace The battle might not be won but the hearts will always say "It was Unleashed who led the way" Tonight might not be our day But we will come back We will fight back We dont forget we dont spread Its them the only ones to get What noone has ever seen The might of Oldgurd it will be unrel Tonight gurds might have failed But in the end the will be the ones that will prevail.
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10.09.2019 - 06:49
Roses are red Violets are blue Unleashed looks like a monkey and he smells like one too
---- ''Everywhere where i am absent, they commit nothing but follies'' ~Napoleon
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10.09.2019 - 07:39
Roses are red violets are blue i cant write a poem and so cant you
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11.09.2019 - 12:15
think acqui is gay
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11.09.2019 - 18:16
Into the valley of illyria Rode the brave unleashed. Laochra to right of him, 4nic to left of him, Acquiesce in front of him Volleyed and thundered; Stormed at with shot and shell, Boldly he rode and well, Into the jaws of Death, Into the mouth of hell Rode the brave Unleashed. Flashed his katanas bare, Flashed as it turned in air Slicing the Illyrians there, Charging an army, while All the world wondered. Plunged in the battery-smoke Right through illyrian lines he broke; Illyrians and Soyboys Reeled from the katana's stroke Shattered and sundered. Then he rode back, but not After killing a hundred. Illyrians to right of him, Moderators to left of him, Dave right behind him Volleyed and thundered; Stormed at with shot and shell, While horse and hero fell. He that had fought so well Came through the jaws of Death, Unleashed fought to his dying breath. When can his glory fade? O the wild charge he made! All the world wondered. Honour the charge he made! Honour Unleashed the brave Noble Unleashed who met his grave!
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13.09.2019 - 16:51
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15.09.2019 - 12:21
Send it in pm to garde or me so we can post it
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