Well! I wasn't planning on writing on my experiences, but then I checked the thread. So I'll do that in the matter that befits this story the best. Poetry! Unfortunately, I did spot it a bit late, so I had to make up the first and second poems based on what I could remember. The third... Well, from there, we'll just see how this goes.
Doki-Doki
It begins
Happy, upbeat.
Cheerful perhaps.
But I have been warned.
Secrets of dark.
Sprawling.
Waiting.
Ominous clouds, like rain.
Perhaps thunder?
No! No clouds here. Just happy days.
Sayori seems sweet, though just a friend,
Yuri is cryptic, bad moods she sends,
Natsuki the tsundere, one to defend?
Monica stands out, a leader to the end.
I'll probably date her.
Or so I think.
But I rarely play to such an end.
It always feels uneasy; unnatural at best.
To play with a goal, a path that is set.
To romance is wed, to be stubborn and still,
But to that end, my heart not will.
I see options and paths laid out without rest,
I try not to choose the one that is 'best'
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Sayori, My Neighbor.
A child so sweet. But darkness can hide, in any such treat.
Bottles and what is bottled, are made to be throttled,
To bounce and to break; fragile hearts to shake.
I didn't mean to leave her hanging.
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Glitch
Dark clouds hang about,
Inside, I scream and shout.
What is happening now?
What is this change?
Monica, you cow!
What did you arrange?
Yuri. Please don't die.
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Yuri No, Bad.
Ok. Mistakes were made.
I chose you.
Thinking I had more time to seduce tsundere.
You were my second. The third was to be her.
Sayori the first. The cog in the wheel.
But this is a bit weird. And terrifying.
Yuri, for the love of God.
Don't stab Satsuki!
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More
Perhaps it's...
Maybe it's not...
You more than you should.
You says more than you should.
Your writing indicates more than it should.
Your personality says far more than it should.
Except.
Do I know you?
Do I know all of you?
What secrets do you hide?
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Just Monika
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Bloody Poems
I couldn't read a word of your scrawl,
The ones that sent you running down the hall,
Hell hath no fury,
like bloody damn Yuri.
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Yuri, Dark and Scary
I never would want
For it to have gotten so far.
To have led you astray
And far, far away.
I would rather be,
As it woudld be,
A friend.
A companion.
Know, I say no.
Only because I cannot say yes.
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Game.
Game. No. I think we've been through this.
What did my last poem say?
Did it say yes? It did, yes. But you know. Screw you.
The box says yes. But there is more than one.
I think I'll check the one, with the bright,
Red,
X.
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It Didn't work.
.
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Monika
I did this to you.
And I think you know why.
I'm sorry darling.
You just had to die.
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Ctrl.Z
.eid to dah tsuj ouY
.gnilrad yrros m'I
.yhw wonk uoy kniht I dnA
.ouy ot siht did I
akinoM
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Monika
Hey. So I guess you are gone,
The club seems happier now,
All conflict deceased,
Our troubles but dead.
Yet, my heart is filled with dread.
What story is without conflict,
A villain, a hero,
A princess who needs to be rescued?
I heard your song today,
The one you practiced,
But you're still trapped,
I think.
I'd look up further endings,
But I think that this must be
The way it has to be.
The way it will always be.
An ending.