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|Posted by: Shoka May 9 2006, 12:19 AM|
| black ribbons bind hair,
scarlet ribbons splash the air;
both come unraveled.
If these villains some day get a clue
Not to waste time before counting coup,
They may learn how to choke
Back that smug little gloat;
Until then, they'll just keep running through.
|Posted by: kensain May 9 2006, 03:56 AM|
| Thru the hate and lies
As one through smoke and mirrors
I aim for the heart
My hate guides my arm
And I abandon safety.
My friend is venge'd
|Posted by: Mintaka May 9 2006, 05:42 AM|
| A mocking tongue's taunts
Meet the steel's sharp argument --
So foolish pride falls.
Call no one stupid
Until both of you lie dead.
Irony might hear.
|Posted by: Small Pink Mouse May 9 2006, 07:44 AM|
| Foe slain? Good. Keep watch.
To a skilled Necromancer,
Death is a lunchbreak.
|Posted by: Mae May 9 2006, 12:47 PM|
| One glories in death
The other, more serious,
Carries his threats through
No great victory
With such a cost, he only
Retrieves his honor
|Posted by: The One_(part2) May 9 2006, 01:03 PM|
| What a worthless brute
Your little game is over
Victory is mine
Don't count me out yet
The battle is not over
My sword will strike true
The blood on the blade
Laid to rest my beating heart
I will have revenge
Face to face we fought
The better 'man' won today
Enjoy your moment
Note: Bold = Niho Italic = Largo
|Posted by: Ice Dagger May 9 2006, 01:09 PM|
| A pile of death
Mounted by the evil one
Waiting for my sword
Revenge is served hot
In ruby blood spilt at last
The sweet victory
|Posted by: AllanO May 9 2006, 04:56 PM|
| A good day to die,
for somebody else anyway.
But if it is you?
|Posted by: XkyRauh May 9 2006, 05:39 PM|
|Smarmy one liners
cannot do justice to this
In the frenzied engagement online,
fought opponents undead and divine.
One fought with just pride--
the other, something inside--
thus the outcome was hard to define.
|Posted by: Shimizu-san May 9 2006, 06:06 PM|
| when your foe is someone you admire
through the din of battle and fire
on one timeless day,
the friend turns to prey,
we decide who's really the sire.
throught the fires blaze
he tastes the cold steel of death
at the hands of friends.
[i dont come here enough, do i?]