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Red
4 50%
Blue
4 50%
Voters: 8.
#1

A quiet downhearted November morning


We walk across the burial grounds while dark clouds gently weep
a dead tree grieves his fallen leaves, and stands in contrast
with the iridescent, saturated colours of the chrysanthemums.
The carved lettering on an ancient, eroded tombstone reads:
"Farewell, fair cruelty; Vita mutatur, non tollitur."

But in which manner has life changed? "Un idea perplexi na":
the idea is strange to us; how can we live on after we’ve died?
Shall our souls turn into a wandering spirit, a restless shade;
Or shall our exanimate body perish in the hallowed ground?
We only know that death is sure, but its hour is unknown..



Untitled.

Clinging to the tree they shake,
The breeze is bleak, and makes them ache.
Their final day is coming soon.
They bravely turn to face the cold,
Slowly turning red and gold,
Beneath the harvest moon

The needles left
All point and laugh,
“All that beauty, such a shame”
But deep inside,
They wish they’d died,
In that final burst of flame.

Filth, pure filth... That's what you are.
#5
Well actually both are going through. I was beaten in the other tie-breaker by Hawka Luigi who has just left.

lol

New polls up later.
Filth, pure filth... That's what you are.
#7
Hey Stevey, you sound mondo stressed right now dude, you want me to set up the finals for this contest? (not trying to attack your manhood, just asking to help if it would be needed)
#8
Yes please Dylan. With this poll just put them both through but in separate polls. Cause it's a big comp only 1 gets knocked out each round.

And with the match between Hawka and I (the other tie-breaker), because he has left and banned, it does give my piece a by into the next round, but since it was beat then don't include either. You should have an even amount then.

thanks man.
Filth, pure filth... That's what you are.