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I write because I love it and because it helps me to order and understand my thoughts which kind of helps me to understand my life a bit better. I don't write all the time and I don't really know that much about writing poetry apart from I love writing it and reading it. If something inspires me I write about it.
I also love listening to music, any kind of music, but alot of emo, indie, puck and rock gets played in my house! Can't play any instruments at the moment but I am currently trying to teach myself the keyboard and the guitar!
Thanks for visiting my page, and I welcome your comments xx
I write because I love it and because it helps me to order and understand my thoughts which kind of helps me to understand my life a bit better. I don't write all the time and I don't really know that much about writing poetry apart from I love writing it and reading it. If something inspires me I write about it.
I also love listening to music, any kind of music, but alot of emo, indie, puck and rock gets played in my house! Can't play any instruments at the moment but I am currently trying to teach myself the keyboard and the guitar!
Thanks for visiting my page, and I welcome your comments xx
- Last seen on Oct 2 5:29 AM. Member since July 5, 2007.
- I'm a supertopaz delight poet for 84 comments.
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, and quote is If you can't reach it, get a ladder! and Don't hate the players, hate the game!. - I am a 24 year old girl (Great Britain)
- When I'm not writing, I'm a care worker.
- I am in the groups A group for Harry Potter Fans, Harry Potter Roleplays, Harry Potter Rules, Harry Potter School, Harry Potter freaks, I Want To Fly But I Cant Reach The Sky For Those Who Want To Publish Their Work, Poets Against Child Abuse, The Enchanted Realm, abuse victims and survivors and all against abuse
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Poems I'm focused on
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What are you doing? You ask me / Can’t you see? I ask you / Why are you sad? You ask me / Don’t you know? I ask you / Why are you crying? Y
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Little Tommy went to the beach one day / Grabbed a bucket and spade, he was on his way / When he arrived and saw the crashing waves in the
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I’ve got a head full of pain / And a heart full of mess / This burning pain / Gives me no rest / Slowly driving me insane / I need to grieve to leave this pain / So many things I’d like to do / But I’m stuck in
