Poems

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Sometimes I get in a poetic mood. I suck at writing poems, though, so don't bother telling me how much these suck. :) I get inspired sometimes, all right?
~GraceAnne/Emu/Foxface/GreeceAnne (Golly I have a lot of nicknames :\)

Chapter 1

A Berry Tasted....

by: Foxface
A berry tasted,
A cannon fired.
Now I'm stuck up here
Being tormented by the deceased.
The dead and the gone.
All of their cannons have fired.
A bow pulled,
A spear thrusted.
A knife thrown,
A sword slipping.
All ways of dying.
Mine, though?
Hunger. A berry tasted....
Followed by blackness.
An idiot gathering the faux food,
Caused my cannon to fire.
I was outfoxed.
But I'm not a fox.
I'm a girl.
I shouldn't be dead.
I should be back in Five,
Not up here,
Being tortured by my fellow dead.
A foot slipping,
A germ infecting,
Or merely wrong place, wrong time.
Not the death chosen for me.
A berry tasted,
And I plummeted into darkness.
A berry tasted,
And my knees gave in.
A berry tasted,
And the redness of my hair left.
A berry tasted,
And my dead body was lifted.
A berry tasted,
And now I'm dead.

Yeah . . . I realize it sucks. But I got inspired exchanging insults with Peeta_Lover. There's really no pattern or rhyme. I just . . . wrote it. :D
Never eating berries again,
~GraceAnne/Emu/Foxface/GreeceAnne

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