All the time in in a consent worry that i might mess up and no matter how much i try to fix it falls apart
My heart is like a glass it is easy to break and very fragile
When i love someone i love them hard because i dont want to be hurt
Im in the world of pain but i refuse to bleed by it
Im in this thing on my own but thank God that i was made to be strong
not easly broken
Everyday im in a consent worry that people are judging me everytime someone is looking at me i feel there burning thoughts piercing me like a thousand needles ripping though my skin.
I wish i could fly away from this world just spread my wings and sore up to the heavens and bring down a sense of peace to the world and all the troubles of this earth with fade the candle of pain is being blown out by the breath of relief
My heart is like a glass it is easy to break and very fragile
When i love someone i love them hard because i dont want to be hurt
Im in the world of pain but i refuse to bleed by it
Im in this thing on my own but thank God that i was made to be strong
not easly broken
Everyday im in a consent worry that people are judging me everytime someone is looking at me i feel there burning thoughts piercing me like a thousand needles ripping though my skin.
I wish i could fly away from this world just spread my wings and sore up to the heavens and bring down a sense of peace to the world and all the troubles of this earth with fade the candle of pain is being blown out by the breath of relief
- Last seen right now. Member since November 13, 2008.
- I'm a aventurine thought poet for 47 comments.
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, and quote is "nervous". - I am a 16 year old girl from South Carolina (United States)
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- I am in the groups Alone and Broken, Eat Eat Eat, FedUp, For the Fans of Stephenie Meyer or Twi, Hopeless Romantics come together, New Moon, Twilight Lovers, Vampire Novels Obsessed, the twilight fan club, xXDarkxPoetsXx
- I have 47 comments, 24 poems, 1 journal
My Poetry
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The crystal mirror waters reflects all my fears and ambitions.
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Our generation is losing their lives to the hands of our own kind with hearts polished with ice
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The moon was bright on a cold crisp night
when a body of euphoria is being turned into a soul.
My journal entries
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Yesterday i went to chruch in the afternoon i did'nt want to go but my made me any way my grandpa preached for a long time dont get me wrong i love god but church is so long and boring (sorry lord). It was time for the pray line aww the pray line people come up in a long line and get prayed for most of the time it's
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WastedCrimsonTears on October 15hey i wana thank u so much for the comments u gave me,,made feel better
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means a lot to me really :] thanks for the hugs!!
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fluffyvampire on September 29You really are a great poet yo deserve a dozen roses
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WastedCrimsonTears on September 23hey i love your page,it says a little but yet i understand so much.xx
i've read ur poems and theyre amazing
hehe so im here if you wanna talk
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fluffyvampire on May 5i love your page
