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RoseBlossom100

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I am a teenage girl in Utah. I started writing poetry in March of 2007 and have become an addict since. Poetry is my way to escape from life and so I try to write offten.


Poems I'm focused on

  • I Hold No Fear
    I face the storm / And I hold no fear / For I fear not a gale / Nor the tempter's snare / I am numb to all / And to nothing / For the pain
    23 lines, 2 comments, July 28, 2007
  • A Bitter-Sweet Poison
    Why do we love this venom? / Its bitter-sweet simplicity / The ever taunting phantom / Many are too hasty / Once we taste it / We can not s
    60 lines, 13 comments, July 22, 2007. In Love, Pain
  • As The Past Slips Through My Fingers
    As the past slips through my fingers / I long for yesteryears / And wish that they could linger / Inside my heavy tears / The deep pain as
    28 lines, 21 comments, June 1, 2007. In Life
  • Heart At The Train Station
    As I wish you farewell / I want to breakdown and cry / And the train starts to excel / I get on the train and wish that I could fly / Fly b
    12 lines, 5 comments, June 1, 2007. In Love
  • Forever Lost
    Forever Lost / Where for are you, / My wayward friend? / For I hath sought you out, / But to no avail. / My heart longs for your kind spiri
    54 lines, 9 comments, June 1, 2007. In Pain, Love

My Poetry

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My Stories

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  • This Generation
    We wonder at tenitive specklings of logical precepts. Yet, we push labyrinthine thoughts away and slip through exsistance with glaikery. Ig
    96 lines, 2 comments, May 15. In <600 words
  • Drift in Winter's Eyes
    A man stands near the sight where his lover died long ago and is warned to leave but doesn't head the warning.
    135 lines, November 8, 2008. In , Dark, Death, Love, Mystical, Poem, Tragedy
  • I'll come back to this
    The hall was full of chattering people. The whole village seemed to have turned out for this. Well it was the first gathering since winter had set in; now spring was in the air and the people were antsy. A dance would surely
    47 lines, 2 comments, November 6, 2008. In <600 words

My other items

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  • She Flows Blood Red at sharepoetry
    I don't think this is an emo poem...it had a good metephorical meaning(at least in my mind).

Guest Book

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  • RoseBlossom100 : My Family on June 4, 2007
    My Family: My dark poetic little bro: gothic-emo-boy
    My openminded twin sister: ArticFox

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