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- I'm a aventurine thought poet for 59 comments.
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, and quote is "They Say We Have Freedom But Who Is Truly Free From Themselves". - I am a 16 year old person from Kansas (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm Playing golf.
- Visit my homepage at www.myspace.com/florida_girl1171
- I have 59 comments, 1 contest, 48 poems, 9 stories
My Poetry
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uh i took lines and pieced them together all credits are at the bottom35 lines, 1 comment, February 13. In Love
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I never meant to hurt you..
The dissapointment of it all23 lines, 1 comment, February 7
My Stories
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How he is related to me I did not know. My the blood that was seeping from my body was the same blood that I shared with him. It was horrible to think that I was related to this creature. A creature that has caused me so much262 lines, 1 comment, December 12, 2007. In <600 words
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I will make this chapter longer for the short chapter 4. Enjoy / I read somewhere that torture can be in the form of physical or mental pain. It also dated back to at least 2000 years ago. The most common torture in th456 lines, 1 comment, August 13, 2007. In <600 words
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I was alone in my dank chamber that I was locked in 24 / 7. I made a notch in the rock to mark another day. I knew it was going to be awhile before I'd be let out. I also knew what today was. I heard his feet coming down the me118 lines, 2 comments, August 9, 2007. In <600 words
Guest Book
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ilovemyemo on March 3hi, i kinda sorta read ur story but i will read all of it tomorro or somthing
its really really really good so far!!!!! -
Misery into Melody on October 18, 2008alaska and kansas!
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M a r l u x i a on April 3, 2008YAY FOR ZIM LURVE 8D
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Nameless Me : Shall We All Sing The Skut Song Now? on February 13, 2008My Gizosh.
You are such a skut.
You're like the skuttiest skut in the whole skut world.
And that's a lot of skuttage.
You want me to be sad.
You want me to be all hardcore emo, don't you?
Speaking of Ronnie makes my heart weep big, whoping tears of anguish.
Yet you continue to put me in misery.
YOU KNOW HOW SAD THAT SHIT MAKES ME.
Pretty soon you'll have me opening various cans of Whoop Ass on you.
Be afraid.
Be very afraid.
Catch you on the flip side.
Skut.
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