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    Hails all,

    I'm new to Pantheon Europa as I usually do StormFront but PE was suggested to me. I'm glad to see some poetry, I write myself, mainly hopeless romantic poems, here is a favourite of my own, third of a series to one beautiful Aryan girl.

    “Birds Of Two Feathers”

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    I am to remain quiet, I must.
    At last the intermission is over.
    On the tip of my tongue those words
    Still are but to repeat them, an awful
    Mistake. I must fight it, somehow
    Distract myself from your radiance,
    How will I do it? Our first act was
    Less difficult, our lines rehe****d but
    Never knowing each other’s. I almost
    Fear to hear the same again but fear more
    To hear it different. The brand of your
    Image, initials on my brain never healed,
    No scab ever formed. With others it simply
    Bled more, profusely. Stained my clothes
    But was invisible to all, except those that
    Knew, a small number.
    The gossip of those, in whom I trusted, drove
    Us apart, revealed my writings, deepest thoughts,
    Dreams, but at least we share a [painful] friendship
    Again and I still believe I hear you heart talk
    To mine.
    Oh, I’m lost in your eyes, your fragrance, your wit,
    Your smile is a beautiful dawn, unmatched.
    With the early birds, I rise to sing my song but
    you’re deaf to it. You never see the beauty of the
    nest we’d share if fate was kinder.

    My nicer side revealed!

    Racial Regards,
    Lone Wolf,
    14/88

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    I cant write poems lol, I tried to write RAC-lyrics once, that went 'ok' but thats all I`m able too lol
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    I wrote another poem. Oh boy! lol I figure I should write as much dorky teenage poetry as possible before I turn twenty!


    Motivated by desire
    The word that rhymes too well with fire
    Burning up the world outside us

    There's a flame for me
    And ten for you
    A flame for him
    A flame for her too

    Tell me not to speak in metaphors
    Show me how to be coherent
    I will become it.
    How beautiful to be redundant

    It's not the fire to love;
    It's the burn.
    Now I can say that it's your turn

    What a lovely little rhyme
    It sounds so perfect, it sounds so cheap;
    Just like the love we feel
    And the lives we lead

    Wow! I'm just like you.
    Wow! You're just like me.
    It's disgusting,
    There's nothing more nasty.

    Lollipops and bubblegum
    I prefer whiskey over rum.
    Lollipops and bubblegum
    It's what I use to make you-

    Some girls do,
    Some girls don't.
    You know I do,
    But let's play won't

    One more stanza, one more drink
    Don't dare to stop and think.
    Let it run, it just flows.
    It goes and goes and goes-
    Until the blood runs from your nose

    Until the blood's between your toes
    But it still goes and goes
    And goes.

    Caught red-handed
    Red-footed too?!
    "What the hell is wrong with you!?"

    They scream it, they sing it
    Maybe play it on the radio.
    But some ears are just for show,
    And some hearts just don't know;
    They just don't glow

    Anything can sound good
    If the words rhyme,
    If you say them right on time,
    And if it's what they want to hear-
    You can pour the poison in their ear.

    And after that,
    Can you still fear?
    Oops, I mean hear.
    You and I could never fear.

    What results when love
    Needs a motive
    Just another resource (sort of)
    Take as much as you can.
    Is this poem about a man?

    Let's just call him Stan
    Because I can,
    I will, I always can
    Call a man Stan

    With the lollipops
    And the bubblegum
    Again with the bubblegum
    Candy for fun

    He won't care if he's Stan
    Or if he's not
    Time to pick the name I want
    Blowing bubbles, or blowing Stan
    Just because I can

    Show me how to be coherent
    I will become it.
    How beautiful to be redundant.
    How beautiful to be redundant.
    How beautiful to be redundant.

    How fucking redundant to be beautiful.

    Oh let's be modest;
    Play it cool
    And I'll pretend I
    Don't want to bubblegum you

    And you'll act as if
    You don't want to lollipop me
    Is it because I'm so silly?
    Really?
    Really?
    Really?
    I envision a world where people dawning long white robes and elaborate headdresses run rampant down the streets, waving their arms in the air while screaming "we've gone mad, we've gone mad", like defrocked monks breaking the silence of ages past.

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    G, Vanessa. A littel psychotic, paranoia and erotic. Perhaps I should make it melodic.
    .

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    Quote Originally Posted by cosmocreator
    G, Vanessa. A littel psychotic, paranoia and erotic. Perhaps I should make it melodic.
    Hahahaha! Good one ;-)
    I envision a world where people dawning long white robes and elaborate headdresses run rampant down the streets, waving their arms in the air while screaming "we've gone mad, we've gone mad", like defrocked monks breaking the silence of ages past.

    Spoonblade: Sharper than a knife and twice as deadly.

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    I havent written any poems, but i ll try to write one now:



    This Skadi forum is online
    it always bans those out of line

    People meet here and share their views
    they hate mestizos, nigs and Jews

    But why the hate, you may so ask
    "to save our race" it is our task

    but in this race there seems to be
    subracial conflicts there to see

    will there be some future time
    for Europeans to live just fine?

    will Europe seize to so exist
    will there be on this world some peace?

    who knows, not i for sure
    the seasons of the year are four

    (i just wrote that)

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    Question Re: A poem I wrote...

    I´m very intresting to receive any information about Scott Stedeford
    /Day of the Sword/Break the Sword and of course his releationship to Aryan Republic Army (ARA). I´m not sure but in my knowledge he´s now ”serving” life sentence (?) for ARA´s 22 bank robberiers that tried to build The Order-like revolutionary army in mid-nineties. I have looked for Scott´s jail addresses but haven´t found any…I would be very thankful if somebody could give his recent address. I would like to make an interview about him that would be published in internet…maybe first in HERE! In my opinion, Scott Stedeford – regadless his Christian Identity beliefs – is one of the most important, dedicated, artistic, intelligent and bravest young racialist activist in today. DAY OF THE SWORD – PREPARE FOR WARFARE – NO ENEMIES SPARED!!!

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