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The winners are:
Logitech, Vogue, dey, Amoran, Spectrum, colliecol, Widy, Vroom, Eeva, objection, AnnMary, offmalibu, Snowfields & Rava!

Congratulations!
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Good evening!

I'd love to read some poems...

How to participate:
- Write a short poem in this forum
- 10 winners will win these items ->
- You have until 26.01.23 11:00 CET to participate.
- 10 winners will be announced 26.01.23

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i am me
you are three
can we be
my sweetpea
This is actually a poem my grandmother showed me when I was little, and it means so much to me. I will try to translate it to english as good as possible!

Mother,
A friendly word, a friendly smile,
Your love is warming me for miles and miles,
Days by days, years by years,
Your caring heart is following me wherever I go.
Morosis wrote:
i am me
you are three
can we be
my sweetpea
so poetic <3
I really like the view
So I’ll give a few
Poems I can't do
But I'll try for you

And try I will
And I just can't sit still
Not before and until
You tell me I'll win

I was so sad
When I didn’t win last
But I’m really not mad
While I type on my keypad

I wish I could be
The one you may see
Oh and CamZ
You look like queen bee

I know I type long
Almost like a song
But honestly, I can’t stop
It’s just keeps going on

I really liked this competition! So fun to keep going
I am a dog,
and you are a flower.
I lift my leg up,
and give you a shower!
henhas wrote:
so poetic <3
poems were never my strong side
red or blue
this or that
Camzilla, girlll
I love your hat

The circle is round it has no end,
That's how long I want to be your friend
Cats are
like my heart
big and fluffy
THIS HAIR i love. i need
I ate a ton of sugarm It made me very sweet, It also made me VERY round, now I cant find my feet :(



or

There once were a child in spain, who loved to play in the rain. one day he tripped and broke his hip.. now he is in seriously pain

if you root yourself
in love
and kindness
your heart will always bloom
Whose heart is that? I think I know.
Its owner is quite mournful though.
It really is a tale of woe,
I watch her frown. I cry hello.

She gives her gentle heart a shake,
And sobs until the tears she make.
The only other sound's the break,
Of distant waves and birds awake.

The heart is fragile, broken and deep,
But she has promises to keep,
Until then she shall not sleep.
She lies in bed with ducts that weep.

She rises from her bitter bed,
With thoughts of sadness in her head,
She idolises being dead.
Facing the day with never ending dread.

With thanks to the poet, Robert Frost, for the underlying structure.
roses are red
violets are blue
stop playing wc
go outside
touch some grass
and shake your ars
in true swiftie fashion
(and because im not poetic enough in any sense to come up with my own) :

gold was the color of the leaves
when i showed you around centennial park
hell was the journy,
but it brought me heaven
- invisible string