What can I say, when I have yet to know myself, what can I type when I have yet to learn the reason why I write. Life is wonderous but yet it's scary. You never know whats going to happen next, I mean right now someone could be behind you with a knife, just waiting, waiting for that perfect moment to take your life. The phone may ring to tell you of a new birth or that your sister was in a horrible car crash. Do we ever really know everything that is going to happen? Do we ever really want to know? Have you ever walked in a park, on the beach, or in a busy cityscape at night and it just feels like your the only person. The only one there, but yet you can see everyone else, all the saddness, the homelessness, the pain. Have you ever seen a baby cry for food, when it's been left alone for weeks or seen a 4 year old boy picking food out of the trash. I haven't and nor will I ever say I have untill I do, but for some reason I can still feel compassion and pain for these people. I still feel like I am one of them. Perhaps it's because I am one of those people, like everyone we are all the same, we may dress differently, have different amounts of money, but deep down we are all the same.
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~*~*From LotR:~*~*
The world is changed.
I feel it in the water.
I feel it in the earth.
I smell it in the air.
Much that once was...is lost.
For none now lives...
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Dedicated to all those people who feel left out
~~~No Difference~~~
Small as a peanut,
Big as a giant,
We're all the same size
When we turn off the light.
Rich as a sultan,
Poor as a mite,
We're all worth the same
When we turn off the light.
Red, black, or orange,
Yellow or white,
We all look the same
When we turn off the light.
So maybe the way
To make everything right
Is for God to just reach out
And turn off the light!
Author: Shel Silverstein
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~~R.I.P~~Virgil Fields-March 30th, 2006 (grandfather)
~~R.I.P~~Earl Lee Fields-December 1st 1999 (father)
~~R.I.P~~James Andrew Garfield Hite Jr.-June 22, 1988 (grandfather)
~~R.I.P~~Norma May Salyers--June 25th 2004 (grandmother)
~~R.I.P~~China Mable Perkins--June 18th 1995 (great-grandmother)
~~R.I.P~~Pauline Fields--June 18th 1985 (grandmother)
~~R.I.P~~Walter Fields~~1947 (uncle)
~~R.I.P~~Jerry Fields (Uncle)
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~~R.I.P~~Jessica Earlene Fields--June 22, 1987 (the day I was born, the day I began to die)
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~*~*From LotR:~*~*
The world is changed.
I feel it in the water.
I feel it in the earth.
I smell it in the air.
Much that once was...is lost.
For none now lives...
*************
Dedicated to all those people who feel left out
~~~No Difference~~~
Small as a peanut,
Big as a giant,
We're all the same size
When we turn off the light.
Rich as a sultan,
Poor as a mite,
We're all worth the same
When we turn off the light.
Red, black, or orange,
Yellow or white,
We all look the same
When we turn off the light.
So maybe the way
To make everything right
Is for God to just reach out
And turn off the light!
Author: Shel Silverstein
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~~R.I.P~~Virgil Fields-March 30th, 2006 (grandfather)
~~R.I.P~~Earl Lee Fields-December 1st 1999 (father)
~~R.I.P~~James Andrew Garfield Hite Jr.-June 22, 1988 (grandfather)
~~R.I.P~~Norma May Salyers--June 25th 2004 (grandmother)
~~R.I.P~~China Mable Perkins--June 18th 1995 (great-grandmother)
~~R.I.P~~Pauline Fields--June 18th 1985 (grandmother)
~~R.I.P~~Walter Fields~~1947 (uncle)
~~R.I.P~~Jerry Fields (Uncle)
&
~~R.I.P~~Jessica Earlene Fields--June 22, 1987 (the day I was born, the day I began to die)
- Last seen on Jun 29 5:35 PM. Member since August 24, 2004.
- I'm a onyx dragon poet for 748 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is "Being wanted is a feeling, being found is a desire".
- I am a 19 year old girl from West Virginia (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm reading, working, going to school, or modding.
- Visit my homepage at ciaran.journalspace.com
- I am in the groups A Sanctuary for the Lost Alone Dark or
- I have 748 comments, 1 contest, 217 poems, 15 stories
My Poetry
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For what is love without life? / It is but death in human heart. / A soul full of strife. / Creating body's completey apart. / A mind full of past thought / Haunting in the midnight light
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Gentle touches
Of midnight air,
My Stories
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A tear fell from the eyes of my past, turning to crimson as it landed upon the desert floor. I sat upon the ground beneath a lonesome palm tree, remembering the events of m647 lines, September 7, 2005. In <200 lines, Fantasy -
It was a cold night, like any other, only one difference drifted noticeably through the air. One chilling, bone tingling difference...the silence. Never in my life had I heard1415 lines, 1 comment, September 7, 2005. In <200 lines, Fantasy
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Blackened Halo on March 11, 2006Eh, I'm doing a little better, not much though. I just don't know what to do anymore, don't know how to handle things, I'm trying really hard not to relapse and cut myself again, but it feels like the only way to deal with things anymore.
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LaAmyaArlene on March 11, 2006Hey Beautiful. How are you doing? Not too good huh? Well, even though our group is absolutely dead nowadays, Doesn't mean I'm not here for you, because I AM! Alright? I'm here to talk about anything. Though I'm like, a few years younger, you know I've obviously been through a tremendous amount of things, and can relate to probably a lot of things you are going through. Hit me up lovely...
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