1)
Once a grand master,
now buried six feet under,
glory was torture.
2)
The beds now know grief,
even if the wind is brief,
the truth carried width.
3)
Stop the tale of breath,
dramatic entrance to death,
how far is the depth?















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Other than that, I think you did it pretty well. ^^ A rhyming haiku!!!
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You don't know me.
So don't act like you do.
Don't ask me either,
'Cause I too don't have a clue.
... Evelyn ...
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Errr... I dunno how to sign from here =.=
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You don't know me.
So don't act like you do.
Don't ask me either,
'Cause I too don't have a clue.
... Evelyn ...
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