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The Fantasy

Man created religions,
Religions created Gods,
Gods and religions,
Made many sods,
And shared the mind,
Of all human kind.

Gods lived above,
Measuring heart's love.
Humans lived below,
With the heart of a foe.
And the world became so dark,
While the fiend played some lark.

Still angels are born,
On every fair morn

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Written October 31st, 2006

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  • -darkprincess-
    December 7, 2006

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    excellent!!

    wow!!! so cool poem!! you used lovely and perfect words to describe your feelings... this shows how telented you are, cause expressing feelings as what they really are, is very difficult!!
    i really enjoyed reading this piece, cause your words are transmitted to the readers like if were them the ones writing...
    this work show how gifted you are and how creative and imaginative you are...
    that's something great, cause only great poets can make you feel what they did, you are very good at this!!!
    also, the selection of words you did, id completely perfect, as each of them, express a bit of this feeling...
    my favourite lines are:
    "Humans lived below,
    With a heart of a foe."
    cause this words are the most expressive of the whole poem, they show exactly how you feel...
    keep writing like this, up to the good!!
    see my work if you can!!
    good luck !!
    kisses!!

    "Do Magic"

    just me...

    (* pau

    ^^

    ... te amO principitO


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