A few of my favorite things;
AmyWall; Animals; Astra; Candyfloss; Cats; Crimping; Cuddles; Dancing; Dirty; Emma; Friends; FruitTingle; Geelong; GutterFairies; Hiptops; HomeHouse; InsideJokes; Kisses; Louis; Love; MalibuAndPineapple; Me; Midnite; MightyBoosh; Money; Music; Mum; MyCar; Nighttime; NoelFielding; Roadtrips; SelfRespec; Sid; Sleep; Sms; StKildaaaa; Time; Vodka&Raspberry~!
Don't believe in anything, that's what we're told.
The Getaway Plan- New Medicine(Stay with Me)
I'm sorry guys, but that book of poetry won't be happening for a while, I'm so snowed under with work, I've got website design and product development to be finished in two weeks.
I wanted to tell you so many times the words " I love you" but they wouldn't pass my lips for fear of rejection.
Time may change the color of the leave from green to gold, and back again, but it will never change the way I feel about you.
I hope this message finds you well, never thought I'd live to tell, what's a dream and what is real. The way I really feel.
Hawthorne Heights - Pens and Needles
She cried, she lied, but in the end she refused to die.
AmyWall; Animals; Astra; Candyfloss; Cats; Crimping; Cuddles; Dancing; Dirty; Emma; Friends; FruitTingle; Geelong; GutterFairies; Hiptops; HomeHouse; InsideJokes; Kisses; Louis; Love; MalibuAndPineapple; Me; Midnite; MightyBoosh; Money; Music; Mum; MyCar; Nighttime; NoelFielding; Roadtrips; SelfRespec; Sid; Sleep; Sms; StKildaaaa; Time; Vodka&Raspberry~!
Don't believe in anything, that's what we're told.
The Getaway Plan- New Medicine(Stay with Me)
I'm sorry guys, but that book of poetry won't be happening for a while, I'm so snowed under with work, I've got website design and product development to be finished in two weeks.
I wanted to tell you so many times the words " I love you" but they wouldn't pass my lips for fear of rejection.
Time may change the color of the leave from green to gold, and back again, but it will never change the way I feel about you.
I hope this message finds you well, never thought I'd live to tell, what's a dream and what is real. The way I really feel.
Hawthorne Heights - Pens and Needles
She cried, she lied, but in the end she refused to die.
- Last seen 1 day ago. Member since May 21, 2006.
- I'm a onyx dragon poet for 809 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is "Poignant".
- I am a 20 year old girl (Australia)
- When I'm not writing, I'm Booshing Mightily in a mirrorball suit.
- Visit my homepage at www.myspace.com/melissamiseryxxx























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- I have 809 comments, 17 contests, 1 addline, 183 poems, 4 stories, 3 journals
Poems I'm focused on
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I'm sitting on the edge of
[[I know just how you feel]]25 lines, 2 comments, May 28 -
The clock ticked seconds that felt like years. She willed her eyes to close vbut they refused to and continued to itch and burn with drug i2 lines, 3 comments, May 25
My Poetry
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Tick,
A creak from the hall, old houses are full of stories, some times i wonder if wall really do have eyes.52 lines, November 17 -
Her heart stopped as his lips touched hers. She tried in vain to pretend the split second contact lasted minutes, hours, eternity. She told him it would make her happy, instead it broke her heart just a little more. The tears1 lines, September 12
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eye shine red 'pon moon's glow
she stalks gracefully, set to kill2 lines, 2 comments, August 2
My Stories
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Where I came from, I don’t know, all I know is that I’m here and now.1
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A clean crisp breeze made the trees dance slowly. Alice felt the urge to dance with them. From her place in the driver's sear of her car she watched an old Aboriginal man practice his spear throwing with a complacent tree. He228 lines, December 28, 2008. In <600 words
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I approach you from behind and wrap warm arms around your lean, muscled chest. "Baby, I want you to fuck me" I whisper hotly into your ear,598 lines, 4 comments, January 2, 2008
My journal entries
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I stood. And here I stand. Those I love do not recognise me. I have become something I was not. And am more beautiful for it. 1 I stood in awe. In awe of the wonderfulness of this world that we now take for granted And in time, my feet became the earth And my legs turned to wood I died slowly, the painJuly 20, In Spur of the moment. 100 words. → Make first comment?
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This is the final realisation that I fall for boys who want nothing more than a hobby. Take up stamp collecting. I heard venomous snake wrangling and playing chikcen with cars was in. Take a hint? How dare you act like you did nothing wrong by pretending and then turning around and leaving, just like the others. Yo
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Young andRestless : new poem! on July 6wow i loved your poetry. b-e-a-utiful. i know its been a while and i think many have forgotten who i am but you did comment on many of my other poems and i need your feedback once again lol.
thx
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Viktoree on June 13sorry for the late reply.
your idea sounds great but i dont think my poems are good enough for it. :]] -
MelissahhMidnite on May 23it is amazing. its just terrific how Julien and Noels minds work.
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whiterabbit. on May 23I just noticed that you wrote The Mighty Boosh under your favorite things
My brother had me watch an episode of that a few months ago and now I just love it. It's like amazing lol
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