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Post by Minya Collowen on Jan 4, 2004 0:50:52 GMT -5
boromir must die...but back to the original purpose of this thread...hall, what was that about galadriel's mirror?
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Post by Lady Elessar on Jan 4, 2004 11:47:02 GMT -5
galadriels mirror is in my room....i cant make the steam go away...
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Post by Halloween on Jan 4, 2004 14:39:31 GMT -5
indeed, minya ill get to it, i promise! dont worry!
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Post by Lady Elessar on Jan 4, 2004 14:43:34 GMT -5
dangit! steam...must...go...away! *swinging towel back and forth to try to make steam go away*
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Post by Halloween on Jan 4, 2004 14:48:28 GMT -5
hm, then stop looking at the ring with the mirror!
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Post by Lady Elessar on Jan 4, 2004 14:59:11 GMT -5
(lol...minya will know what this is about) oo...look...a face in the mirror...its adam!...hi adam...*waves*...oo...look another face!...its doug!...hi doug!...oo...look!...another face...wait...its 2...ewww!...its lauren and eric! ewwww!!! nasty...oo..look another face!...AHHHHH!!! its mr. hall!...ahhhhhhh!...curse...mr....hall...die!... stupid...history teacher! AHHH! *bangs mirror on the wall and it breaks* *phew* die stupid teacher! note: that was not you hall...it was my history teacher who is the stupidest teacher on the planet and he should die because he is stupid...
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Post by Halloween on Jan 5, 2004 21:28:01 GMT -5
*phew* thought you ment me!
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Post by Lady Elessar on Jan 5, 2004 21:38:10 GMT -5
yea...its my evil history teacher who for some odd reason is trying to grow a beard like aragorns...
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Post by Halloween on Jan 5, 2004 21:38:55 GMT -5
yokey! finaly, some poemies!
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Post by Halloween on Jan 5, 2004 21:39:38 GMT -5
yay! more poemies!
yes, i do follow through with my promises, and here it is minya!
The Heart of the Mirror
a rippleless pool, under moonlit sky, a window of sight, and unfathomed eye. and it's lady, Galadriel, Lady of the Wood, clad in a white gown, cloaked in a hood. and the mirror of Galadriel, quietly shows the mind of the viewer, what his heart 'ready knows. and as i look in the mirror, i know what i see; a smileing face, and a hand just for me. the mirror has many things to show, and my longing and love are all that i know.
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Post by Halloween on Jan 5, 2004 21:40:28 GMT -5
What Has Become of Us Now?
why, just why, was i born in this place? 1989, a curse of that year, that brought me into the world with a start, that holds me at bay, and tears me apart. why was i born in this terrible place? in the U S of A, a land all for face when the real men of yore, are all but myths past, and we've become weakling drones, all to the last. os where are our heros, and the hope that we lost? the time of men shortens, like a blue winters frost.
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Post by Lady Elessar on Jan 5, 2004 21:44:23 GMT -5
interesting
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Post by Halloween on Jan 5, 2004 21:53:56 GMT -5
wow...great reviews...
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Post by Lady Elessar on Jan 5, 2004 22:01:34 GMT -5
it was alright...not to be mean...thats not the kind of poems i like...i totally adore viggos poems though...i posted some in the poetry thread in rivendell
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Post by Halloween on Jan 6, 2004 16:13:30 GMT -5
ah! a rival i have then!
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