howard
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OK here is a poem i wrote 
dont laugh!! i just want some imput on what i wrote thanks. "and so this world, every day, is crumbling a falling. The rulers lie dead, deprived of revelry, bands of worriers lie fallen proud by the wall. War destroyed some, carried them away; a sorrowful man hid one deep within a grave. thus the creator of men laid waste this dwelling-place, untill the old works of giants stood vacant, without the noice of their inhabitants. The kingdom of earth is full of miseries, and the decree of the fats shall change the course of the heavens.
dont laugh!! i just want some imput on what i wrote thanks. "and so this world, every day, is crumbling a falling. The rulers lie dead, deprived of revelry, bands of worriers lie fallen proud by the wall. War destroyed some, carried them away; a sorrowful man hid one deep within a grave. thus the creator of men laid waste this dwelling-place, untill the old works of giants stood vacant, without the noice of their inhabitants. The kingdom of earth is full of miseries, and the decree of the fats shall change the course of the heavens. 
