SING YOUR SORRIES TO A BROKEN VOLVO )) weekly task + haiku contest

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    the trainee cleared his throat, feeling nausea creep up on him and for his face to twist in discomfort. he unsheathed his claws to harshly brush through his ripped, tangled fur on his front leg, humming slightly to calm himself before yelling shakily, "h-haiku cont-t-test! anyone wh-who wants to, uh, join j-just- AGH! uh.." he had to pause to take a deep breath, to ease his nerves a bit, "th-there's some paper and, uh, writ-ting stuff here so errr- y-yeah.." oh god did he hate himself.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=# borderwidth=0px; height: NUMBERpx; width: 475px;][justify][size=9pt]Devlin sauntered over with a small smile at Javapaw, liking him a bit so far. He reminded her a lot of herself, which made her sad to think about the past, about her nightmares, and about who she had been when she was Caffeinepaw, but she liked him nonetheless. She waved a paw in his direction and took a pencil and paper, before setting to work on writing.[/size][/justify]
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    "Officer said 'go home'.
    'But officer, What are those?'
    I was very drunk.


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=# borderwidth=0px; height: NUMBERpx; width: 475px;][justify][size=9pt]Devlin saw Biyoka finish fairly quickly, and set to work channeling her inner emo to the full potential. She was normally better with longer poems, but she could pull off a haiku she hoped.


    'See you again soon
    You took my troubles away
    So long and goodnight'


    With her poem done, she promptly returned her paper to Javapaw, finished.[/size][/justify]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10pt; color:#;]To the King, writing was almost a second nature. Stormy nights cuddled under blankets with a pen in his mouth were frequent happenings, and less and less of those times something positive came out of them. Michael was silent for a moment as he gathered some paper and a pen, then he thought deeply about where he wanted to go with this.

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    While Carlisle cackled at Biyoka's haiku because that was some good shit right there, Sadie grabbed a piece of paper and a pen, immediately thinking of Addict With A Pen. However, she was no addict. Unless her thing with sweaters could be considered an addiction.


    You are so lovely
    But you don't seem to think so
    Maybe you are not


    It was darker than what she would've liked, but she handed it in to Java anyways.

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    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; height: auto; margin-top: -8px;][justify][sub]kuro really didn't like the idea of poetry, even though he was at least decent in the area. it was almost disgusting, seeing that everyone else was doing it. biyoka's especially motivated him. so, the canine slid over, taking a piece of paper and scribbling something down with his usual bad handwriting.


    bright and twinkling
    are the still stars in the sky
    will you go see them?


    he growled to himself. he didn't like the outcome. it was disgusting, like everyone he knew. but, he didn't have any will power left in his body to actually change what he had written, so he passed it back to the other.

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    oooh the haiku contest. yes yes cal would join this one. the silver tabby knew who he would write his for. perhaps everyone else knew too but he wasn't going to say a word about it.


    sunsets and laughter
    i don't think i can forget
    the first time you smiled


    satisfied, he walked up and passed his piece of paper to javapaw.

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