I've started writing some poems...

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Thanks. What can I say? I had good inspiriation and I wouldn't be writing any if it weren't for you Sam...

You're pulling my leg. I don't influence anybody this much. I believe its because of other people/events/things. Don't pin it all on me, I don't deserve it. Honestly.

Regardless, you make up a good percentage of my inspiriaton (with Luna and some random events making up most of the rest) and was the sole person who got me writing poetry.

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Hunted
We try to run, try to hide,
Hoping we can turn the tide.
Rather then face suicide,
Caused by pain we cannot bide!

We are hunted,
Our lives are shunted,
As to Anguish we are fed...
As discrimination rears its head!

We cannot run, we shall never hide,
We shall stay at each other's side...
Fight on, their forces we divide,
We shall overcome the tide!

Hunted cruelly by the others,
At least we'll die amongst brothers,
Great friends and true lovers!
Trying to split us, don't bother...

Hunted we are, but together we are free!

[Dr. Strange]

Another great work!

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Cut off...
Such loneliness in the moonlight,
Such depression ain't right.
All alone on a dark night,
Without you I have no sight,
Cannot win, cannot fight.

Cut off from the world true,
What is one like me to do?
Cut off from who I am, who?
Why do I feel so blue,
When I can't talk to you?

Emptiness is what I feel,
This loneliness feels so real...
Under darkness I kneel,
Darkness like steel...
Cut off from you, from me, from who we are...

My World Begins with You...
I don't get people,
Not one bit.
Why clash, try to be friends?
All that I need is me...
I got my values, you've got yours.
That's what I used to think...

But then I began to understand you,
Then I started to,
Hold you tightly.
My world was brighter for it,
What could have been affection had my insides lit!

It's a whole new world that I see,
One filled with people and their destiny...
So many paths to take,
So many moves to make,
Yet they all start with you...

I guess what they said was true,
There is nothing for me to do but say:
"My World Begins with You..."

(edit:)
What is 'Real'...?
What do you mean by 'real',
Can we define it as we eat our meal?
Or does the answer elude us still,
Our curiosity still without its fill?
How can we know what's right and wrong,
When we don't know the truth for which we long?
Reality is just perception, thoughts, ideas,
Of what you may or may not reach your ears...

Define what reality is and you'll see,
The problem that is haunting me.
We can never know what is really happening,
Just guess based on senses and what thoughts they bring.
Everyone sees everything in a different light,
What one sees as puny, another sees full of might.
If everyone's reality is unique to them,
Which one is right, our truthful gem?

I don't have answers or guides,
Truth be told, I can barely survive...
But think if but a moment, I request,
Unless it is truth that you detest...
How can we know that we exist at all,
That this isn't a dream in which we fall?

I would die to be with you...
As I lie here in the darkness,
The gloom, the stench, the foulness.
I can't help but thing of you, my light,
My single  glimmer of hope in this endless fight.
I would do anything for you,
Just tell me what to do.
If I had to do the impossible,
Just to make love plausible,
I would go on without hesitation,
So very strong with determination!
Do you know? Do you care?
Dare you enter my lair?
Don't you realise how much this hurts,
Of how day by day my heart is kicked into the dirt?
Death would be welcome if I,
Could never be with you, no lie...
Anything you need and I'll be there,
'Tis nothing but loving care...

If I had to bring you the world just,
So you could see:
What you mean to me,
Naught but love and none of lust,
All I want is to gain you trust,
Even if it is as a friend-to-be.
I would do,
Anything for you...
Can't you believe,
On the 'morrow's eve...
Just how ready I am?
If I could be with you for a moment,
If I could win your heart,
I would save you from the dangers,
Care for you and not be a stranger,
Show you a happiness great and new;
I would die to be with you...

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(I hate to double-post, but I can't wait any longer...)

The city floor
Walking through crowds, avoiding the Noise,
Stepping past people no better than toys.
With this dull darkness engulfing us,
Spewing constantly from a passing bus.
One can't help but wonder,
At this city's roaring thunder...

I see the same people, and the same sights.
The same streets, greet me every night.
The Noise remains, nothing changes anymore,
There is nothing for me to cherish or adore.
Just endless misery for me to ignore,
Slowly crawling across the city floor...

Island Paradise...?
I stand here underneath the light,
A vision of paradise in my sight.
Finally free of the chaos and sorrow,
I finally have a bright tommorrow...!

But still, something ain't right I say,
Is this an illusion, just another day?
Of hoping tragedy doesn't come our way?
Or is it washing away, the pains of yesterday...?

I don't know, I may not care.
Being alone is what I cannot bear!
Everyday is paradise when I'm with you,
There's nothing left in life I have to do...

Tell me why I'm here,
Why depression lurks near?
Simply because this island has no love...
Cold and distant storm clouds...above...