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"You want words for the moments you live to share and not to only take the emotion of love she gave you with that kiss." I try to write because I still need you not to love me, but to know what I lived on the throne of our regretted love. I remember how I almost jumped into the lake for you, in the park, but I've grown a lot since that day, I've stopped unfolding my arms for you as it is what you want of me. I've seen dragons of gold in your wavy waterfal, and I have touched the dragons with every kiss I planted on your red red lips on your neck, back, or everywhere else my lips wandered in our love's passionate tornado. I was so used of kissing you, that when you stopped I felt the futillity of my lips as no one ever did. I want the world to love you more and I want you to hate me so I could get rid of this wonderful obsession of you. Tell me love: Who's gonna watch you now in amazement, when you sleep?

"Kiss her, and you'll have immortality." they say to me, in a language of their own. The giants, they know you. Having the power to move worlds, you've completly obliterated mine. Just a breath of yours, on my lips, was enough for the biggest mountain to flutter like a leaf in an impossible tornado. Poetry of the brave, unafraid to still love you I create new worlds of sins for you to destroy just as you did with my Sodoma and Gomora. I prefer you ruthless and adorable. "She isn't the Juliet you should be looking for." the world says, but you know me, I never cared much about the world. The Tailor of Love showed me how to sew the holes I had. But I think that you cared. You used to chain my heart to yours when we were alone. You used to make me immortal a thousand times a day. And today... Today, You say that there are others, that deserve me, and that you don't, but there isn't one, I love more, there isn't one I'd risk my life for in the bet of life. It's late, I guess I have to say good night.

'So, I've decided to write in this language, instead of my own, not to madden you, but to make it less personal. It was silly of me to think that in your eyes I'm more than the hero that killed your butterflies. I can't even write. Look at my poems. They're ridiculously ugly, just like me.' That night, I saw the giant white moon reflected on your lips, and I kissed It. It tasted more like you, than like her. It had your parfume too, and the whole world was jelous, on me and on you, for we were happy like Romeo and Juliet, like Adam and Eve, like Tristan and Isolde, and like Dante and his Beatrice, one meant for the other. Wearing the black dress of night you were like the queen of the giants, a flower that huged the sun without the fear that has you now. And now, well is different, but I still write of your stories from the land of my dreams. And as like before, when I write I'm not brave, I'm just scared of calling you.

Your flesh is made of gold brought from afar, on a ship of dreams, by the creatures of the moon. that's why all men, want you in their beds. And I'm one of them, and at the same time not for I'm the only one that sees you as his bride. Your dreamless worlds were cruel for me, that's why I create my own blue little rooms, millions and millions, where I still feel the warmth of a love that's flaming out. Help me survive this apocalypse please.

The whales are fishing our hearts, from the other side of the world proof that the giants were missing something important as we all do. It's almost like the battle of Troy, heroes killing one another on the Plains of Love, for the chance that maybe maybe you love them too. And you are white and freckled, as the creatures on the moon, that dance with the sun in his great eclipses. You're a miracle of a girl, beyond the beauty of Cleopatra or Helen of the Troy. Even the great Babylon lost, in it's bet to reach you, so how can you expect me to remain untouched by this impossible love of yours. Grilling my heart in hell, at the cost of your love, I break all the bottles, and let the sins come out once again. Mouth full of love, I take all I can get before you'll refuse my kisses forever. This land of brave words, and eleventh part of a love, is not even close of a masterpiece, but it is the way I love you. INSANELY

I thought it would be a good idea to create this forum so that, if interested, any group members may see all matches that the group has played. As each match is completed, I will post a link to the match here, as well as the group's current match statistics. This is convenient because members who wish to know when a match is completed, they can simply turn tracking on in this forum, and they will be able to see all recently completed matches.

They're hunting whales across the universe, giants made of broken hearts, born near the lake of time in the nest of a swan. They're immovable mountains and yet, they've fallen in love with you in every world they went as their trophies could not match in beauty, the love of our first kiss. It started like love when I said I love you, but my words didn't fit perfectly in your feathered heart. I pondered for a bit of time, by the grave that I've made myself, in your absent love trying to hate you, but there are others that deserve my hate. Don't fret lovely, you still have my attention. In my worlds of love, I still love you, more and more and...

If there is a team you would like the group to challenge, please tell us here. Any teams suggested should within 100 members of our own # members, and a link to the group's homepage would also be convenient.

hey gys ther is a new awesome tourney out called "where champions are born" it is for players who are rated under 1450..... click her to join http://www.chess.com/tournament/where-champions-are-born thx gys sam :)