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You call this a poem?
How is it poetry if you have to write it in one ‘format’?
Can it be from the heart if it ‘must contain this’?
How do I say how I feel, when I cannot even use my own words?
Can they grade my emotions?
You call that a poem?
How is it poetry if you have to write it in one ‘format’?
Can it be from the heart if it ‘must contain this’?
How do I say how I feel, when I cannot even use my own words?
Can they grade my emotions?
You call that a poem?
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ZADR - All you need is love
What is this?
My heart is pounding.
You're getting closer. Too close to me.
Please...no... Don't make me feel pain!...ah?
...your hand is warm... is it your hand that is warming so fast my face?
I'm feeling hot...but we're in the fall! What's wrong with my body's temperature?? Does my PAK defective?
...why are you looking me like this?
So grasping... and...so happy?...I don't know... it's too much feelings on your face to analyse one by one...
... I don't like it, I wanna go to my base!...w-what the... Why my legs can't move?
Why am I feeling so weak? Me, the ALMIGHTY ZIM!
Is it the way you're touching my cheek lightly with your thu
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ZaDR - A Talk With Membrane
"Oh come on, Zim, stop being such a baby," Dib said in annoyance, dragging Zim by an arm toward his house.
"I'm not being a baby!" Zim protested, digging his heels into the ground to try and stop Dib from pulling him forward. "I just don't feel like telling your father about us! What if he doesn't take it well?"
"Oh, you know he likes you."
"But what if he reacts negatively to the news that his son is… well…"
"If he really loves me, he won't care if I'm gay." Dib gave Zim's arm an extra hard tug and got him to start walking again. "Look, we need to get this over with. He knows I've been going out with someone. And he thinks
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ZaDr - Touch
Title: Touch
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Rating: T
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Author: TrilleDiabolo
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Warning(s): Shounen-ai, intergalactic love
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Summary: A story inspired by my ZaDr fanart "ZaDr - shoujo style". Zim doesn't know about human affections and how intimate a touch can be. Dib decides to show him. Story for ~Yakushi
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Hands. Sensations. Nerves connecting to a central core. Sending pleasurably messages to one's body.
Lips, soft, wet, chapped, burned, swollen. Delicious sweet lingering feelings that make one dizzy.
Warmth, a momentum of heat radiant heat from another's body. Waves of comfort.
Emotions, in every color shape and size.
Touches, the very feeling of
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In Language Arts class we have to write a poem about our teachers. You know the kind. 'My mom, taught me to live love learn' yada yada yada. By We have to copy this other poem. I could have five million and two poems for something like that (I might be over exagerating) but not like this poem. Argh. This is my private protest to it.
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Yeah, all of my poems don't rhyme or have the '
roper' format to them. But they're still poems.
roper' format to them. But they're still poems.