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Krick

My Name is Aaron Krick and i am one of four sons, i'm not good at poetry but i'm working on it. Everyday is a trial. I don't know when this great change of my spirit occurred but i'm almost glad it did


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Sis- Shiver

  • Last seen 2 hours ago. Member since February 21.
  • I'm a diamond love poet for 203 comments.
  • My mood is , and quote is The liberator who destroyed my property has realigned my priorities. .
  • I am a 17 year old guy from Georgia (United States)
  • When I'm not writing, I'm destroying the things i love.
  • I am in the groups For kids who want to get away
  • I have 203 comments, 6 contests

Poems I'm focused on

  • Please allow me to introduce alter ego
    I am one of the sacrade nine though which i shall not say
    36 lines, 16 comments, March 21

My Poetry

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  • So strong
    but so cruel
    17 lines, October 11
  • filled with malicious desires
    i watch you
    9 lines, 4 comments, October 9
  • "I'll be home tommorrow"
    "... but tommorrow never comes,
    12 lines, 3 comments, October 8
  • The poet slob sleeps beneath a bridge
    somewhere just beyond reach
    9 lines, 2 comments, September 30

My Stories

1 - 4 of 11   Show all at storywrite
  • i've been thinking about conciousness and if our conciousness is real A. there is a god, or B. it's some strange form of instinct and as a
    94 lines, 1 comment, August 26. In
  • There's something magical about a woman, any woman whether she's a mother lover or friend there's a soft aura which can never be found in a man. And for this i love every woman, but after we grow close they always seem to lea
    86 lines, 1 comment, July 16. In <600 words
  • red lips1 / i could say ruby2 / i could say crimson3 / i could even venture as far as to say magenta4 / b
    41 lines, 6 comments, July 9. In <600 words, Horror

My other items

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  • An argument with myself at storywrite
    i've been thinking about conciousness and if our conciousness is real A. there is a god, or B. it's some strange form of instinct and as a result the end of our lives should mean nothing to us. well that fact that we have con
  • (sigh) at storywrite
    There's something magical about a woman, any woman whether she's a mother lover or friend there's a soft aura which can never be found in a man. And for this i love every woman, but after we grow close they always seem to lea
  • Snares at storywrite
    red lips1 / i could say ruby2 / i could say crimson3 / i could even venture as far as to say magenta4 / b

Visitor Book

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  • skies painted red on September 28
    won't you write something, sir.
    it would mean the world to me.
  • xrain dancerx on August 1
    long time no chat. just dropping by to say hi.
    *hugs* tay.
  • E.Vengance : FUCK on July 19
    a duck :]
  • Madam Cutter on July 9
    Blurp. Blurp. Blurp.

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